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The AgnosticThunder clap and lightning strikes Anticipating rainThe calming of soul when natureOverwhelms againThe gates of heaven up to let the fools inThose who feel strong enough Will do it all again How do you knowHow do you feelWhat do you thinkIs it for realAre you sure there are 72 virgins Waiting to be defiledAs reward for killing His creationLike a jealous wanton childOr is it just dictates of leaderWith a corrupted spirit Dogma of destruction validating The paradox of nihilism A gentle spirit walked the waters Speaking truth to power Immortalized by acolytes When He became a martyr A religion lost in waring factions ofDoctrines of their fathersThe brotherhood of man not taughtBy weeping mothers