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In the name of... the Fathers standing in the sun.
When will I... finally be forgiven.
Burn the witches and let the inquisition begin.
Broken and rotting away
The sacred and profane
Broken and rotting away
The sinners and the saviors
I feel... weird.
In the name of... the Father, the heretics in the sun.
When will you... finally absolve me?
This evolution, the monkeys of men sigh now 'God's dead'...
Broken and rotting away
The sacred and profane
Broken and rotting away
The sinners and the saviors
I
can
comfort
you
Visit sympathy on my grave.
And we know that we all die alone.
We all die alone.
We all die alone.
Broken and rotting away.
The sacred and profane.
Broken and rotting away.
The sinners and the saviors.
I feel... weird.
I feel... weird.
I feel... weird.
I feel... weird.