.God, God is a bullet
And religion is a loaded gun
Prod, poke, push and pull it
Every zealot loco is some mother's son
It's coming down, coming down
It's coming down again
Burns their blood soaked Bibles
And she tears the halos from their saints
Turn to love .
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