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I
04:23
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God drew a plan, it means deletin’ what is real, changed the rules and blame the poors but him force them to steal.
Religion is Seekin’ inside sickness, peoples are seekin’ the “hope”, but God claims their hands and wish their neck will be wrapped in ropes.
The saints are packing a bunch of haloed lies.
Smash the point of view that is benighted by holy slavery, don't trust John’s declaration in his “fourteen and six”: he says “I am the way, the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me”
The saints are packing a bunch of haloed lies.
No way! No truth! No life!
No one comes to the Father, except standing on knees!
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II
03:09
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The art of leading people it’s all God belong (to)
A game, an hypnosis: why do people think the faith is so strong?
Their Decay! Their Decay!
Fascists propaganda is the same as the holy bible
The cataclysm of dicatorships is based on denial
Their Decay! Their Decay!
Our generation’s Christ is the destruction of mankind
Our Generation’s Christ are mothers and sons that die in vain
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III
03:09
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Your role of Pontius Pilate started by self-proclaime
The whip of suffering is crawling on their shoulders
The leash of false-moralism is carrying them to decay
Every single word you say it makes us sick!
If we spit on commandments what’s the price we have to pay?
The leash of false-moralism is carrying them to decay
We begun the outcasts of this society
Like the lepers down the streets of Nazareth
Throw away miracles, appearances and sacred wounds
You rights are all cancelled, your words are all denied
You’re blindfolded by thy Master
You’re tied by thy cross
Since the water of the Jordan river wet your head,
Your life will be reduced to a painful misery
So you will justify it with “it’s for the sake of God”
We don't.
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4. |
IV
02:31
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like abandoned ships on the Galilean sea
our lives are shattered by ten rules
no one will calm the water
helping us to find our way
save us, we are lost, save us we are lost!
without hope, without control
save us we are lost, save us we are lost!
but no one listens, no one cares.
because our thoughts are tied by lies
our desires are extinguished by guilts.
they are bringing us at their Golgotha
so we are dying for their greeds,
we are dying for their pains.
save us, we are lost, save us we are lost!
without hope, without control
save us we are lost, save us we are lost!
but no one listens, no one cares.
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5. |
V
06:42
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Instrumental.
This is a groan dedicated to Sole & Baleno and to all the victims inside the prisons.
Freedom for everyone.
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VI
03:39
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Wounded wings, smashed dreams
Perspectives killed, closed eyes
Splattered brains, pissed graves
Nazarene, your act's a shame
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7. |
VII
03:34
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restless souls lost in the earth
without home, without peace
persecuted by false lies
shackled by centuries-old prejudices
their mouths are fed from our beliefs
our eyes are blinded by bitter tears
an invisible hand is guiding our destinies
shaped from words they have decided
our future is lost behind divine illusions
our ideas are covered by thick veils
following courses they have drawn
moved away from real lights
The red sea will swallow everyone now
rules, beliefs, Gods and masters
our future is lost behind divine illusions
our ideas are covered by thick veils
and nobody will open the waters
so you must choose your heaven
and escape from their gods
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