Where else can I go with my hate?
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Molesting my skin, I struggle to bleed
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No longer to bear the rage in me
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Am I an assassin to be ?
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Why not kill the ones without a will ?
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Why not burn the house of god ?
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Why not catch the insects
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and trap them all to dirt ?
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So close to the line where I will snap
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It’s taking over, bloodlust fury
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Christians in sight, knife in command
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Away with the law, death is at hand
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Trying to save my sanity, through prayers working weak
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I don’t expect them to succeed, my soul’s lost
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I will always bleed, which way shall I fly
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To let them know the beast, that dwells in my heart unleashed
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The cross of Fury !!!
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On their way to make me pray
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But whatever they say it’s rotten
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They bother my will and plan to kill
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Sperm of the miserable crucifix
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They are blind
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Kill their kind
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I bleed and sow the seed of Satan
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Feel the demon grow
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Flourished from my pain
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Purified from anger……I am sane
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Cross Of Fury
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| Centurian |
