| Kissed by God |
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| We praise the lord and praise the queen |
| And nothing can stand in between |
| We pray to Christ who’s our sheppard — the better lord |
| The queen has spoken loud and clear |
| My Christ’s in sorrow and in fear |
| Death angels hang out of my throat — for a better God |
| My lord, my lord come pray to Christ |
| Take one for me and one for lust |
| And if sometimes eht end is near |
| There will be no Christ, no queen, no fear |
| Just our lord somewhere in hell in menstrual nights with a body swelled |
