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69 lines
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This ain't faith — this is napalm
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This ain't hope — this is blackmail
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No holy love — just holy pressure
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This ain't worthy — this is futile
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This ain't truth — this is distortion
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Truth wrapped in lies — sick and contorted
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This ain't good — this ain't freedom
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This ain't faith — this is religion
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This is religion
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You nailed him up, now you tear him down
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Your head held high, your heart so proud
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Too blind to see the evil in you
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Once a week you flock like fools
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Your god is dead
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(Your god is dead)
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Your god is dead
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(Your god is dead)
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You nailed him up, now you tear him down
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Your head held high, your heart so proud
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Too blind to see the evil in you
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Once a week you flock like fools
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Your god is dead
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(Your god is dead)
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The new morality of thought control
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Says "you can't argue with what you don't know"
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Reaching deep inside and pulling out your soul
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Leading the blind through empty salvation
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You nailed him up, now you tear him down
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Your head held high, your heart so proud
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Too blind to see the evil in you
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Once a week you flock like fools
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Your god is dead
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(Your god is dead)
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Your god is dead
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(Your god is dead)
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(Your god is dead)
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You nailed him up, now you tear him down
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Your head held high, your heart so proud
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(Your god is dead)
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Too blind to see the evil in you
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Once a week you flock like fools
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(Your god is dead)
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You nailed him up, now you tear him down
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Your head held high, your heart so proud
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(Your god is dead)
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Too blind to see the evil in you
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Once a week you flock like fools
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(Your god is dead)
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You nailed him up, now you tear him down...
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______________________
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Name Your God Is Dead
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Artist Mussolini Headkick
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Album Themes for Violent Retribution
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Year 1989
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