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This is true
What I will tell
It's about the law of the sin
What the puritans
Not cease to insist
It’s not worth for lost souls wondering streets
What prevents someone from getting to heaven?
Who gave the right to some of pointing the finger?
What crime requires that proves what is written?
The powerful will always hide the real story
Life among people could be simple and easy
Why teach us to distinguish all of those colors?
No man can tell whether his brother goes
To heaven or hell
