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American rights used for Anarchist
written by Genocide Reaper03:46 AM 8/17/04| Talk you down, fuck you up, beat you around. Kick all you knew out the door, all of it flew away.. Bullshit, we won't stand for it.. Winter's icy cold grip strangleing Summers dieing days, as we tread through the snow, chanting, Christ will go. Extermination of your False Hoods. Liberation of the Youth's mind. Free thought coming to put down the Plot. We'll obtain the rights. American rights, Benefit the Anarchy we breed, pure desolate need to defy, deny, all of your Religious lies! Mine is right, I don't care what you say, I know what it is you say. Some day I'll come to the truth? Well heres the truth. Conformity is for the Ignorant, bowing to a Fool is a sin, So I don't give a good God damn about your way. Or your Truth light ray, Fuck it. I got some Hope in a Bucket, I'll carry it with me, through the desert of Defiance. How do you like my mind of Compilement? Is it too much to bare? Or do you just want that truth so you can share? Go away, get back I told you, its not the way I want to be when I look back, after I take my Last Breath, if your right, then your right. Its possible, And I could be right. Its deniable, so go ahead, live in denial. I'll show you Illness, I'll be there when your lifeless. I'm not here to Change, I'm here to Fight my way. Speak out so I can be heard, fuck your truth, Fuck your ways. I say what I say, No! I'll never change, not today! or any other! Pulling your strings, puppet of Christ! Fuck you, I hope your platter comes with his Head. I hope your streets of Gold are just another Bold lie.. Your hidden Animosity for me, You can't deny, I know, what John said! I'm An Anti-Christ! So be it! I'd rather go without him! Becaues I don't need him to Smile! and be Honest! to myself or to anyone else like me! America! I love the right to say this! You can't stop my words! Its legal, so Pray, Play the Pray game, and try to Use my Name.. God won't answer it at all.. Because, my God is Truth, not yours.. You hate it don't you? that I say it.. Admit it, You hate me! |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by dumb_blonde (8-17-2004 - 04:54 AM)
by (anonymous) (8-18-2004 - 02:44 AM)
| woo! dont blame a fucking higher power if things are fucked, you in control of your life! spend less time PRAYING and being a weekend worrior for christ and get off your ass and DO something |
by Genocide Reaper (8-23-2004 - 08:12 PM)
| Listen to me you fucking moron.. This doesn't have shit to do with me being a Christian. I'm not a God damn christian. I'm the Opposite. I'm a Fucking Heathen, and your bullshit comment pisses me off. I'm not blaming God for anything, I'm talking about Anarchist fighting back against force feeding Christians who tell everyone their "Truth" is the only truth..Fuck that. We're free to choose. |
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