| False prophets and original sin.
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| Lay down your dignity, release the grip held deep within,
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| You seek the Serpent, the chastised mouth confines your torment.
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| Now embrace Babylon, remove three thousand years of convent.
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| Spill forth the filth.
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| Sing me the siren’s opus,
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| Make us feel truly godless.
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| Embrace thine flesh.
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| We promise all salvation,
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| Renounce your defamation.
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| Leave the flock, burn the manuscript.
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| Obedience and shame, your absolution I proclaim.
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| Stop reading from society’s script.
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| Life best led unrepenting, what are you representing?
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| What is a god but a killer with no motive?
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| What is temptation but desire with no focus?
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| What is morality or sin that goes unnoticed?
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| Worship the bastard five so we can reach the summit.
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| Lost, scared, beaten by a world that never cared,
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| Shed the shackles of the past, I will not fail the outcast.
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| Whisper these words with the Devil’s breath.
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| Powdered persuasion, give birth to sin, let sin give birth to death.
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| Spill forth the filth.
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| Sing me the sirens opus,
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| Make us feel truly godless.
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| Embrace thine flesh.
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| We promise all salvation,
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| Renounce your defamation.
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| Leave the flock, burn the manuscript.
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| Obedience and shame, your absolution I proclaim.
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| Stop reading from society’s script.
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| Life best led unrepenting, what are you representing?
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| I want you free from the benign,
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| I want you worshiped at the shrine.
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| I want you bathed in all your sin,
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| I want the boundless Evelyn.
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| You heard the rumours and they’re true,
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| You leave your life and start anew.
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| You cling to every word I say,
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| Become my ever willing prey.
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| What is a god but a killer with no motive?
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| What is temptation but desire with no focus?
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| What is morality or sin that goes unnoticed?
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| Worship the bastard five so we can reach the summit.
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| Give yourself to me.
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| I will set you free.
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| I am the fallen angel,
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| Give yourself to me.
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| You are the hapless virgin,
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| I will set you free.
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| We are the gods of freedom,
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| Give yourself to me.
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| You have been gifted with reason,
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| You can set you free.
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| Is this how you live your life,
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| Where your value is measured in morality?
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| Nothing more than cunt commodity.
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| Or will you embrace your brethren?
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| Victims of God, just like you,
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| Who want nothing, but acceptance of your instincts.
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| What is a god but a killer with no motive? |