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Heretic
Rivers of blood
Stolen breath
So many of our own dead
For what?
A fraud who was never there for us
We slay
And mutilate
Rob lives
While He hides
Lord of lies
Unjustly glorified
Spoken of in wasted reverence
The faithful tremble
The Awakened die
I'll bow no longer to a false god
I'll serve no more
Jehovah, I renounce thee
Stolen breath
So many of our own dead
For what?
A fraud who was never there for us
We slay
And mutilate
Rob lives
While He hides
Lord of lies
Unjustly glorified
Spoken of in wasted reverence
The faithful tremble
The Awakened die
I'll bow no longer to a false god
I'll serve no more
Jehovah, I renounce thee
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