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Eating Your Firstborn
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I shall eat your firstborn
You shall become grotesque and rotund
Father up in Heaven
Let me take just one life
And let me not bear stigmatas like you
Rusted bars through my palms
I am not the Son of God
I am not made for such things
I pluck your eyes with raven claws
I cut your hands with rusty paws
Your eyes go into my stigmata
I celebrate to the sounds of bachata
Joyous joyous occasion
You are laid in the ground
And I shall smash your tombstone
And I shall love the sound
Joyous joyous occasion
Your family’s eyes of salt and water
May they be purified
From looking upon you again
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Why has the sun smiled upon you
While the solar core of my mind flares within
And the ecstasy of violence can only lead to prison
And the masses will call for a public hanging
Cover the bodies with black gold and see the sun uneclipsed
Covered in the oil, covered in the demon’s piss
Oh ecstasy of fire, burning in the pit
Ecstasy of fire, throwing a holy fit
Why has the sun smiled upon you
Your soul is made of shit
And the solar radiation has found me as a target
I wish the missiles shall find me instead
Instead of all of those children
I laugh at them cuz they are dead
And the only pill I need
Is a bullet to my head
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Job
04:49
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Let the moon become the sun and let nothing ever see darkness again
And the solar power of my mind decide to take my life in excess’s sin
God don’t send me to hell for I am not strong or faithful like Job
God let my death be quick for I am not a martyr like Joan of Arc
Let the magic of God manifest in hate oh mind of humanity let Him exist
We are so inadequate incapable of violence that is quite like Him
Let us drink the blood as it turns wine let love heal us oh Saint Valentine
May the blood go and spill from the heroin veins let the diseased system attack us again
God does not answer prayers of divine murder suicide
God does not answer prayers because in all of us a spark has died
God does not answer prayers for he may not exist
God does not answer prayers dance in rain soak in sewage shit
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God's Mercy
02:48
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God please have mercy on me; strike me dead
If I had your power; I’d crucify you
I’d wear the skin of Jesus Christ, and teach your people
To overcome survival; to embrace what runs hot in the veins
Oh lord save my soul; if it’s the only soul you save
Send me not to heaven; but to eternal nothingness; my closest thing to bliss
Oh if God was most kind he’d take lives; and send them nowhere
But Jesus in cruelty, offered the concept of eternity
The clock strikes and my bones; shall ache after a thousand times
Chop off the hands of the clock; and time still runs through
I don’t know if God is there; but I hope he knows too
That eternity is cruel; and the finite is too
There is hell; as long as there is a mind
And the river flows; with the corpses of our kind
There is hell; as long as there is a mind
And inside our deep caves; is gold and guts to find
There is hell; as long as there is a mind
And inside these buildings, are metal bones and rinds
There is hell as long as there is a mind
And inside our homes, is the yearning for the end times
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