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Preachers and their followers |
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Crusading for the light |
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My stomach twists and tightens up |
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The feeling is so vile |
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They're trying to brainwash me |
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But I am not a fool |
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Each one shall taste my defecation |
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As dark becomes the rule |
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Kill screams my mind |
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They die by knife and strangulation |
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Lead pipe to the head |
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They squeal like pigs |
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Until I shit upon their severed head |
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They squeal like pigs |
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Until I shit upon their severed head |
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To eternally serve the dark and impure |
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I breathe each hateful breath |
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To see their minds and morals destroyed |
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I shall follow death |
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Snuff out the life |
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Of those who force their ways upon me |
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On their limp carcasses |
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I leave a token of my disgust |
