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Holy wars, Insane crusaders Killing in the name of god Ayatollahs with machine guns Iran, Iraq must drown in blood Beirut, Belfast, Sikhs and Hindus Everywhere you look today Messages of all religions Lead their followers astray Help yourself! (Help yourself) We need no fucking preachers in our life Help yourself! (Help yourself) And all you mighty gods can go to Hell Opium for brainless masses Inane blabber from the pope Always on the side of power Giving people foolish hopes Birth control Is called a sin, when Million don't any bread Praying in your gothic palace Doesn't get the hungry fed TV Jesus, phoney prophets Halled by supersticious fools Preach the gospel of the dollar Praise the lord while money rules This is not the middle ages but it seems we haven't grown Still need ancient faiths to cling to Can't we make It In our own? Let everybody hear the message It's time to heal the deaf and blind Cast away your false religion People, start to use your mind