say what you need to save your soul, but don't fuck with me so teach me the magick of your sacred pomes, conjuring a voice of signs & omens phophicies guide the breeze, with syllables symbols breed.behind the eyes we climb the vine, to sacrifice our wounded minds in soft wurd trances seek insanity, i can't save you cuz i hate me the lord is my weapon
(your) GOD IS A FRAUD everyone you knew
RISE & OVERCOME (sinner!) say what you need to save your soul but leave your religion at the door we're smoking all of Krsna's weed, im sick of these weak anarchies. you see me as a place to make a bruise, but in my realiety im a slave to the muse. fuck those hypocrites All u sunners save me WHY? SALVATION!.
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