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While people starve
They say there's a lack of faith
You keep on hoping in their heaven
As you die
Once again history is forgotten
Welcome sweet lies
More churches than sharp minds
You'll realize that all this is
Beyond, beyond, the help of prayers
False idols rise
This dormancy will never end
A fucking cancer at birth
As holy water wets your skin
The worst offender of them all
Has never existed
Still hanging on your home's safe walls
Knowing Satan is just well hidden
Beyond, beyond, the help of prayers
Still millions of devotees
Thinking they're floating on safe seas
