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'' There Is Nothing To Forgive ''
If death is alive,
Being alive must be death,
If you go on to survive,
You can't take a last breath.
Is real an illusion,
Or is the illusion real,
It does cause confusion,
On which way we feel.
If a god's our creator?
Which creator made god?
Which one is greater,
Could it all be a fraud?
Religion tells tales,
These tales make religion,
They go off the scales,
I believe they talk pidgin.
The human loves killing,
So we're killing the human,
It's fear we're instilling,
In both man and woman.
Be it bomb or the gun,
The gun like the bomb,
Has us all on the run,
We do it with aplomb.
Oozing with deceit,
Our deceit keeps oozing,
It's our own we defeat,
This is all too confusing.
Do we live to die,
Or die to live,
If the whole thing's a lie,
' There's Nothing To Forgive '
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`` There Is Nothing To Forgive ``
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