| I descended from the Mount Sinai
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| Unleashed the splendor upon a scoundrel mob
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| To shelter where no messianic light
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| Drove one single ray into the pulp ov life
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| Oh sweet Salome, I beckon thee:
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| Bring forth thy heinous offering
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| Without your love
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| So incomplete
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| Corrupt me with your dignity
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| I decompose in the rapture ov hells
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| Dissolve, divide, disintegrate
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| I am yours
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| In euphoria below
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| At faintest whim they would impale the sun
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| And thus the sheep in me became the wolf in man
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| I am the fly that flew forth from the ark
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| My thoughts like insects
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| Whoring wounds divine
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| Been bored with cosmos my dear old foe
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| This universe has never been enough
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| Compelled to liberate the spring ov life
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| When the levee breaks gush forth o' stream ov ice
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| I decompose in rapture ov hells
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| Dissolve, divide, disintegrate
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| I am yours
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| In euphoria below
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| I cast my halo from perdition’s clay
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| Behold my bliss profane
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| Born of a lie
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| Condemned to lurk
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| Live in denial
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| Yet coiled aflame
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| I am the great rebellion
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| 'neath Milton’s tomb I dwell
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| An existence even sin would not pardon
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| No guilt, no reason, savior, or shame |