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Get off your knees Take off your veil The wine is wine and The bread is bread. Quit talking to the clouds You only look like a fool. Stars are unanswered prayers, Infinite and unending. We cling to beliefs while the truth gnaws at us. Never close your mind around one thing So that it cannot open. Technology advances, but we do not. We need an answer for everything, But sometimes there are none, So we turn to fairy tales for comfort. Religion is a man-made reason to argue, A vague, empty thing to defend. A justification of hate. We like to believe in things that have no value Like angels and prophets. How many men have died In the name of imaginary men? How many men have died in vain For imaginary men? Get off your knees, It's the position of a whore, not a saint. From Letras Mania