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A dubious question A story written in blood Innocent blood spilled Blood torn out by human disease Creating decades Of power, ignorance and fear Turned quickly into hate For everyone who opposes The sacred female burned Amidst flames and pain We reopen the doors To avenge what was destroyed Years and years go by and the sick world remains Nothing changes, no mistakes learned, no regrets You want to convince me with your false morals To wash my mind with your lies All you ever wanted was an excuse To satisfy your sadistic desires Ah, the hypocrisy Interrogated 'til death Their bodies violated Under the torture of God The cure of humanity Psychological tortures Controlling them through fear Rape our women To feed their infamous desires I wish I didn't know To avoid this pain To have, not to take it For righteous, and me, the heretic Never passed of hallucinations Invented stories, confirmed by those who had no other way out Of the hands of the hypocritical church Hypocritical church