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Figures of religion that preach to society
Standing upright and tall
Screaming from the pulpit on Sunday morning
To save you from the fall
Can you hear them
Can you see them
Don't believe them
Don't believe what they say
Tales of heaven and life everlasting fear of the eternal fire
Preaching lies of death and d**nation
Whilst lifting themselves ever higher
Can you hear them
Can you see them
Don't believe them
Don't believe what they say
Death will come to even the righteous only the good die young
So live your life the way that you want to
Don't let them think they've won
Can you hear them
Can you see them
Don't believe them don't believe what they say
Unlock their minds and read their desires
See them in a different light
Pious figures reverently mumbling
But where did they spend last night
They're creatures of the night
They're creatures of the shadows
That haunts the dark recesses of your mind
They turn you from the light to live in a nightmare
Into souls that are mentally blind
