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Bad Religion — The Grand Delusion

If I could only get the tools, the stimuli and
Molecules, frozen moments in time
I could be the archetype, a credit to the
Genotype, re-program your mind
But the storybook sages fill their pages
Hiding from the warming sun
Limitless distractions give no pause to distort a
Precious delusion
Did you see the moralist retort and raise his fist
«You can’t make man a machine!»
I can see the edifice crumbling in foggy mist,
Razed by discovery
But the storybook sages fill their pages
Hiding from the warming sun
Limitless distractions give no pause to distort a
Precious delusion

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