| Only the powers that be spawn serpents like me
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| who wade our way through the carnage and wreckage at sea, later to find that
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| justice was blind.
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| The tales to throw us off course and make us believe that all roads would lead
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| to the cross (of course) as we bleed from deceit.
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| Army of martyrs one by one shall sacrifice their flesh and bone for greater
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| good.
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| It’s understood by the verse which were carved in stone.
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| Words to live by and die by too.
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| Sacrilegious pagans: now that you’ve taken it all, take my last breath.
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| For god is my witness how I long for death!
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| Evil despots in control of my social decay… I constantly look for a way out,
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| but there is no way out.
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| My patience wears thin while shedding my skin in hopes that I the new one will
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| last as long as the day gives me shelter from rain and from you.
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| Away from you I move fast.
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| The billions of diseased, one by one, shall sacrifice their daily bread to
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| bring forth the apocalypse.
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| Revenge of the living dead, for crimes commited against the meek.
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| The blood shall spill onto the streets of sacrifice until I take my last breath.
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| For god is my witness how I long for death!
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| Army of martyrs one by one shall sacrifice their flesh and bone for greater
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| good.
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| It’s understood by the verse which were carved in stone.
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| Words to live by and die by too.
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| Sacrilegious pagans: now that you’ve taken it all, take my last breath.
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| For god is my witness how I long for death! |