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You waste your filthy breath |
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And all your time on thee |
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To cast aside what you once then believed |
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Screaming for a chance of revelation |
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Turned back from your own foundation |
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As they walk!! Still too see, creeping free |
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They come with all thats mine (burning flesh) |
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They help the diseases spread, (their faces full of shit) |
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Their brains gushing out (your dead!) |
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Sent in to set them ****ing free, stealing your soul |
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Still I can't ****ing see, where they fall |
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**** that shit your dead, you waste your filthy breath and all your time on thee |
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With this crucifix you'll weep, and scream, and die |
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Digging through their teeth, killing my own disease |
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Your soul is empty, tear off your own throat |
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Digging through their teeth, killing whats mostly dead |
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Crushing the false side , seeking toward certain life |
