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Quantum

The beaker explods, test tubes let a squeal,
Science has found us everything, Gravity and the wheel,
Newtons laws of Friction and argon in the air,
You can forget your flawed religion because nobody cares,

We started as bacteria and that is no lie,
but everytime we say this, a christian dies,
And when the Catholics feel good, we always bring them down,
Just by simple statements like how the theory of evolution was found,

And now we move to Galelio and the planets,
which loosen the concept of heaven and the church panics,
He took a childrens toy and proved the church wrong,
Stateing that even children can help us see what was hidden all along.

But all this disbelief, the church could not take,
So they rounded up some scientists and burned them at the stake,
Though im not religious, i swore we made a deal,
Just a little statement, like "Thou Shall Not Kill"

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