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A church door's just another war to wage Prolong the propaganda volunteer go to Rwanda and see the truth that's written on the trees see hard bitten soldiers cry catch a famine in somewhere like Biafra and watch as children die. It's a lie to believe and declarations make me seethe Your time is much too valuable to give it up in prayer see it for yourself if god was ever good he isn't anymore In fact he isn't there I think he swanned off to the Caribbean with a companion who we'll call Peter for convenience and I'm not thinking of suggesting anything that's If there's anything or nothing to think about. My prophets catch ferrets wear flat caps set rat traps, There's not much to pick and choose of them but they're real men and not paintings in chapels or pictures in galleries I don't begrudge Luther his truth, you see you have to see the other point of view but it doesn't follow that you'll change yours.
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Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 12:57 PM UTC
Martin Luther and the truth of declarations
A church door's just another war to wage Prolong the propaganda volunteer go to Rwanda and see the truth that's written on the trees see hard bitten soldiers cry catch a famine in somewhere like Biafra and watch as children die. It's a lie to believe and declarations make me seethe Your time is much too valuable to give it up in prayer see it for yourself if god was ever good he isn't anymore In fact he isn't there I think he swanned off to the Caribbean with a companion who we'll call Peter for convenience and I'm not thinking of suggesting anything that's If there's anything or nothing to think about. My prophets catch ferrets wear flat caps set rat traps, There's not much to pick and choose of them but they're real men and not paintings in chapels or pictures in galleries I don't begrudge Luther his truth, you see you have to see the other point of view but it doesn't follow that you'll change yours.
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Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 12:57 PM UTC
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