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Still burying our dead and yet we've learned nothing
Since Kain and Habel (sic) to present day
Our mothers weep as they're watching in horror
Their unborn child's epitaph, written by a filthy politician's hand

Ignite the world
In which we dwell
For ignorance now thrives
Endless wars
Immortal hate
Bow down to the god that taught you to hate
This is an act of god

Prayer's unheard
A flock of sheep to a shepherd's calling
So it was written, so it was done
Seven days created in ecstasy
And on the eighth day god created hate

Ignite the world
In which we dwell
For ignorance now thrives
Endless wars
Immortal hate
Bow down to the god that taught you to hate

This is an act of - god
You raise your finger but there's no one - around
You know you should point at your - self

"Fortunate is the man who did not heed the wicked's council
And in the path of sin did not stand,
And in the seat of insulters (sic) did not sit"
(Psalms 1)

Blessed the oppression who gave us the reason to fight
Blessed are the fathers who taught us to sin
Blessed are the leaders who led us to die just like rats
Blessed is the god that created hate

And on the eighth day god created hate

Ignite the world
In which we dwell
For ignorance now thrives
Endless wars
Immortal hate
Bow down to the god that taught you to hate
This is an act of god

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