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Refused Lyrics
Dawkins Christ Lyrics
The thought of love triggers lonely hearts"�
Gladly reaching out just to be a part"�
So we live to serve, made it into an art
How shallow the soul"�
How deep the fear"�
How grave the hunger
To get out of here
Fear and hate keeps us in line"�
As we climb crosses of our own design"�
Nails in our flesh, hammers in our minds
Feels like I've got"�
Judas' heart"�
Dawkins' head"�
Praise the lord"�
God is Dead
All the brahmin masses they'll come back again"�
They've got lord Krsna to guide their hand
Gotama's flock they don't mind the chains"�
They know nirvana will end their pain"�
And the Avestan pupils, the forsakers of druj"�
They'll be one with the maker when they're one with the truth"�
All of Luther's children gladly suffer now"�
They'll get pie in the sky on the day they die
But what about me
Got no soul to sell
Refused salvation"�
Did my time in hell
No absolution, no alibis"�
Just belief and doubt and then we die
We furnish the void with our attempts at lives
I got"�
Judas' Heart"�
Nietzsche's soul"�
Dawkins' cock
In a god-shaped hole
How shallow the soul"�
How deep the fear"�
How grave the need"�
there's just one way out of here
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