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Inquisition-Hymnes
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By Frank Peter Hermsen
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From behind the walls into his life
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His head filled up with sacred views
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Teaching his perverted rules
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To the parish on the pews
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Sometimes his Blessed-Virgin-Dreams
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And the struggle between church and state
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Parish pump politics
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Praising love instead of hate
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So sing to me, oh preacher
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And try to forgive my sins
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Gloria
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In exelsis deo
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Refusals of the contraception
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Church-taxes on his mind
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The holy fight for unborn life
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Masturbation makes you blind
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He joines his depraved hands in prayer
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This hypocrite-angel without a wing
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And his clerical self-satisfaction
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Makes the cross trumble on it´s sting
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So pray for me, oh preacher
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Try to forgive my sins
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Gloria...
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So let us fall down on our knees
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And pray for him together
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So that he tries to open his eyes
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Or to disappear forever
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Sing to me, oh preacher
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Try to forgive my sins
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Open your parson-world to me
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Sing one of your inquisition-hymnes
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Gloria...
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Inquisition-Hymnes
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| Another Tale |
