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God, God is a bulletAnd religion is a loaded gunProd, poke, push and pull itEvery zealot loco is some mother's sonIt's coming down, coming downIt's coming down againBurns their blood soaked BiblesAnd she tears the halos from their saintsTurn to love for survivalEscape her traps and restraintsIt's coming down, it's coming downIt's coming down againReach out and touch meAnd give me AbsolutionReach out and touch me with your loveReach out and touch meAnd give me AbsolutionReach out and touch me with your loveSends her sons to warBehind a bloody flag and a filthy lieLetras de cancionesDefends her greed for moreAnd watches as she lets her children dieIt's coming down, it's coming downComing down againReach out and touch meAnd give me AbsolutionReach out and touch me with your loveReach out and touch meAnd give me AbsolutionReach out and touch me with your loveReach out and touch meAnd give me AbsolutionReach out and touch me with your loveReach out, touch meAnd give me AbsolutionReach out and touch me with your love From Letras Mania