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Beloved infidel, where are you hiding now? |
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Will you return to me once you've been disavowed? |
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All the many battles you fought on my behalf |
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Now your memory fades like a photograph |
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False gods they will erect offerings they will burn |
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I am lost in meditation and awaiting your return |
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Beloved infidel, do |
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I beseech in vain? |
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Since you departed here, the pendulum swings again |
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Now the weak are vilified and the wicked glorified |
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And still you hide away inside a fool such as |
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I And it is money that they worship and |
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Lies are what they sell |
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And fear is their obsession |
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Ring the liberation bell, beloved infidel |
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Beloved infidel |
