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I won't follow blindly your faith
Won't bring you shit
The cold reality is that
We are born to die
No one has the fucking answers past this life
All the lies that you hold
So sacred to be truth
Are nothing more than a plot to control you
Religion enslaves the minds of those too weak to think for themselves
Sedated with their god
The price that you pay
Is the life that you wasted
Living up to their standards
Blatant hypocrisy
Your answer for tragedy
Your life is a mockery
If you are scared to think of living a
Bullshit free life of non conformity
Then bow to the Deity
Gods are mans worst creation