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Sacrilege |
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Profanity |
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Rabid convulsion |
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Of blasphemy |
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Thus appear my venomous cries |
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To your ears |
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Were they truths or were they lies |
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Rejection |
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Eternal |
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Tyranny |
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Of denial |
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I would surely burn myself at the stake |
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Were my demons the spawn |
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Of your lusts and perversions |
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Parasite |
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Mundane creed |
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Dispassionate |
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Betrayal |
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In times of moral crisis |
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The darkest places in hell |
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Are reserved for the neutral |
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And so you earn |
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My contempt |
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My enmity |
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Malediction |
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Though my path be that of thorns |
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The way of my affliction |
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Is the way to myself |
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The devil will not let me go |
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Though I do not mind |
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Through fiery lakes to where cold rivers flow |
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I honour the contract I signed |
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Sacrilege |
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Profanity |
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Rabid convulsion |
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Of blasphemy |
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Thus appear my venomous cries |
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To your ears |
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Were they truths or were they lies |
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Rejection |
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Eternal |
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Tyranny |
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Of denial |
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I would surely burn myself at the stake |
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Were my demons the spawn |
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Of your lusts and perversions |
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No - the devil will not let me go |
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And I never did mind |
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Through fiery lakes to where cold rivers flow |
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With pleasure I honour the contract I signed |