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Preaching
written by Genocide Reaper07:18 PM 12/27/04| I can hear you preaching to me, I can tell that you are deceiving me. Lie that its the only way to be free. Jesus threatens, just like you. I hear you tell me to worship he. I cannot feel free. Tied to your lies. I wouldn't feel right, stranded in the Christian light. Its not for me! being Christian is not how I want to be! Leave me alone! go ahead! you have my permission cast your stone! I'll pull the trigger! May I be damned from my eyes to my bones! Blood dripping from the ceiling. Life stealing, in your preaching. Christian contradiction. Where is your Heaven? I know Iv already found Hell! In what you SELL! Talk all you will. One day, you'll be the one killed! Cast down, thrown around, buried beneath the lies you have sown, time to reap the rewards of your deceit, Jesus yes, you shall meet. In the burning inferno, he was a full bred psycho! |
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