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It makes you mad...
With your head in a bag, dear god you look so ******* sad
Embrace the reborn
Your belligerent die among your rabid core
Ignorant, they will play
They will indoctrinate the fetus in your name
They’re scared to death of your game
A modern divide with your leap of faith
I need to, need to
I need to own you
To know I want you
I need to offer
You another
Jealous lover
I'm glad they'll be saved
While I sink where I stand
Their faith shall be restored
In a valley of fire in his Daddy’s war
Your cries that won't make
Me hold salvation for the fetus in your name
I need to, need to
I need to own you
To know I want you
I need to offer
You another
Jealous lover
I hope the heads of all your children are used for the pleasures of pagan gods
I need to, need to
I need to own you
To know I want you
I need to offer
You another
Jealous lover
It makes you look bad
With your head in a bag, oh dear god you look so ******* sad
I hope the heads of all your children are used for the pleasures of pagan gods
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