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Freedom Is The Wage Of Sin Napalm Death

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Mandated since none of them knew How to transcend moral codes that are presumed

Unthinkable? Inconceivable? Cower in a corner and keep the heresy stowed

Freedom is the wage of sin

No universal (theoretical) force of influence Should dictate behaviour that we can't handle ourselves

Freedom is the wage of sin

Permission – the abdication of our self-determination

Think... think for a minute Of centuries of perpetuating Bloodshed, deception, oppression

Think... think for a minute Of centuries of subjugating Martyrs superstitions

The evidence is damning and conclusive – That intervention Is not advancing or easing hardships Still we're strangely so duty-bound