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I feel the rise of the fires as we prepare to go down in flames The final shreds of humanity are hanging by a thread Lost in our insurrection we claim to know the way While our supposed ministries only seek, only seek further acclaim I am disgusted You only spread your delusions I am depleted By the sickness you convey Falsify and mock the only chance you have for redemption Bend and mold the Word until it meets your necessity Flood us with your gimmicks and pretentious lines Until you almost believe the lies yourself Prey on the naive and profit from their generosity Form a line and pass around your hat like you deserve a single cent No we won't, we won't stand Stand for this any longer We won't, we won't stand By and watch you destroy us all We won't watch you destroy us The time for formalities is gone And now Your profiteering will come to an end From Letras Mania