| Evangelist you claim God speaks through you,
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| Your restless mouth full of lies gains popularity.
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| You care not for the old that suffer,
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| When empty pockets cry from hunger.
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| Penniless from their generosity,
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| Sharing their money to quench your greed.
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| Searching for the answer to their prayers
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| They cry their last wish of need.
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| Save me.
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| His spirit lives and breathes in me.
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| The almighty transformed to your screen.
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| The meanings lost in its translation,
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| No holy words, describe his deception.
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| You say you’ll help us find the lord,
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| Tell me preacher how do you know
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| A simple quest for a visible savior,
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| To lead us through our final prayer.
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| Save me.
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| Send your donations,
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| Contribute to the cause.
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| Luxuries,
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| Your righteous reward?
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| Praise the lord, praise god,
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| Is what you wish to sell.
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| There is no heaven without a hell.
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| In your mind’s eye could you truly believe,
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| That by giving you can save your soul,
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| Could you be so naive!
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| You heal the sick, raise the dead,
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| You blind the congregation
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| With the things you say.
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| Religious blackmail a deceit of trust,
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| That death will come and all will be lost.
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| Can you hear the serpents call,
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| Look deep in those deceiving eyes.
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| Ignore the writing on the wall,
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| You should read between the lies.
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| When doubt subsides his honesty,
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| An inquiry, is it blasphemy?
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| Impure the soul, that’s made to suffer,
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| No sermons left to hide or cover,
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| An empty promise, lie unfulfilled,
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| To steal a dream or get it killed.
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| They claim your trip to heavens nearby, |