The revolution starts in our brains.
The inquisition of our hearts is already begun.
The soul is not worth even a cent.
The priest draws out a holy gun.
Do you want to talk about your faith?
Go and look at the mirror at your lovely face!
Is it saying you something or holding one's tongue?
Believe me my baby, the war is pashed on!
What am I talking about...
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