| Lift up a stone and you will find him
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| Cherish the beauty in the world around us
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| Not in buildings or crosses made by man
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| Judge me, fuck you, stop playing god
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| Your forked tongue prophecies
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| Carelessly caressing the wounds of the weak
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| People like you should be crucified
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| Then maybe, just maybe, you would have an idea
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| Of what you are talking about
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| My only solace is that one day
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| Judgment will come for the wicked, then we will see who burns
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| My only solace is that one day
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| Judgment will come for the wicked, then we will see who burns
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| Raise your heads, unclasp your hands
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| Your weakness makes me tremble
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| True strength comes from within
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| And we were given this life to live
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| Not exist under standards
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| Set by some bullshit rule book
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| What prayers of yours, were ever answered, by degrading others
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| Spare me your biblical back peddling nonsense
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| For the people that you’ve hurt, and the being you dishonor
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| Your fall from grace will finally justify my means
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| Judge me and now you are me and what’s worse
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| You are now a traitor to your god
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| Tell me Judas, how does it feel to be looked down upon
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| Sinners like you should be strung up from the highest tree
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| My only solace is that one day
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| Judgment will come for the wicked, then we will see who burns
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| My only solace is that one day
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| Judgment will come for the wicked, then we will see who burns
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| Raise your heads, unclasp your hands
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| Your weakness makes me tremble
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| True strength comes from within
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| And we were given this life to live
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| Not exist under standards
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| Set by some bullshit rule book
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| You judged me and now you are me, stop playing god
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| You judged me and now you are me, stop playing god |