Pressing the megaphone against the apostle's open ear
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Darkness and onanists are in attendance
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I press a gun against all the spectator's temple now
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And my face lets out a smile every time
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Saving
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It's prostitution to the kids who listen from the right and out the left
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Twins and seven colors of rainbow
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It can't be saved, the sorrow
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I question it all, why oh why?
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The deception of sweetly intertwining
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It's the same everywhere
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The flowing of blood mixes
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I sleep deeply
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I carve into my heart the sins
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And I live on dying
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The sakura blossoms on my wrist
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Your beloved self breeds on the corpse of the crow
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For the people on the losing end
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Is it tears of emptiness?
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Burn mercy with the National Anthem and understand death by dying
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Justice humps in the sheep yard
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What color of skin gathers behind comfort and eats?
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The earth sucks the life out and turns itself into red soil
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A piece of paper and power circles around in the air
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The show wound to head of a cow
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It's wide open
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The genitals of happiness
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The neutered almighty god
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Red Soil
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