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Suits of black, serene robe
Into your mind they will probe
Christianity it's a pain
Financial power, it's their gain
Christianised cannibals
Cannibalised christians
Christianised cannibals
Holier than thou, men of sin
Wicked hearts lurk within
Pointless eyesores being erected
With the Mafia you're connected
Everything's founded on the book
It works like a magnet, it's you they hook
It's a futile cause you're fighting for
Spawning hate and death and war