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Twilight the leaves fall,

The ground is oh so cold

Sing about God,

Sing on his death

Sing about love

And sing about sex

Your great mystery's a lie

Hypocrisy's the rule

Sing on

The Death of God

Of darkness and light,

Of heaven and hell,

Of sinful delights.

Beneath our feet lie shattered wings,

Our screams bring the awakening of God

So say goodbye to torture and lies,

And if there's a God pray he opens his eyes

His angels aren't the master race,

We'll tell him when we're face to face with God