The belief of a nation
Leads to their destruction
Their thoughts
Leads to their ending
The nation tends to forget thee
And recognise fatal belief
Their is one great power ruling
And that power recognises sinners
Fatal beliefs have encroached on our minds
And have made us depreciate from the long lasting peace
Some believers who thinks they are of truth
Helps in the incriment
Of fatal believes
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