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child blown up like the heart of the sun
another poster boy for his generation
and it's something unclean
the deed is done
kids nailed down to the micro-cross
electric nails pulse for another soul lost
and there's no-one waiting
to count the cost
I am an apostate, I don't know what I need
I am an infidel, that don't mean I don't bleed
I am a heretic, and now I've sown the seed
for you to watch me...
Nuclear winter in a single day rich men running but there's nowhere to stay
and the devil's come out
it's a holiday
priests genuflect but their god is sold
cyberspace angels watching humans grow cold
they were only doing
what they were told
I am an apostate, I don't know what I need
I am an infidel, that don't mean I don't bleed
I am a heretic, and now I've sown the seed
for you to watch me...
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