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Immortality sucked greedly at my throat |
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They shall lick the dust like serpents |
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Hold your tongue |
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Get the behind me |
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Your church makes me vomit |
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Into the vertiginous abyss |
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Enfeebled by vice |
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Dear God allow me to show gratitude |
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For my fortunate eyes of truth |
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Lord, how long shall the wicked, |
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Lord, how long shall the wicked triumph on |
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EarthThese loathsome paracities that cling |
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To the cross, the cloth and the skin |
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Soaked in the blood of man |
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Not the body of |
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ChristThis is heresy |
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This is heresy |
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I admit, in no way approval |