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You are so blind, When you think you are prooved Against anything bad, 'cause your belief is so strong. Where' s your saviour For all incurable who fell sick? Where' s this damned god, To which they all daily pray? Where' s this damned god? Day by day, You' re searching for an excuse. Day by day, Questions attack your godfearing soul: 'Is there a saviour? Is there something above all? Is it existing - This realm of immortal love?' The weird ways of existance - Are driving you mad! The weird wys of existance - Are piercing your soul! 'When I am dead am I in heaven, Or am I in hell? Or is there nothing at all, Who is able to tell? The coffin, worms inside our flesh - Is that our destination? The rotten corpse inside a grave Led me to a hesitation!' You are so blind, When you think you are prooved Against anything bad, 'cause your belief is so strong. Where' s your saviour For all incurable who fell sick? Where' s this damned god, To which they all daily pray?
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