vitiate this worship.
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piercing my skin with three nails.
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unworthy fuck.
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parish under my reign.
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i'm hanging in the church of the wicked.
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sacrificed...and now i'm god.
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wading in the void.
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our grace sleeps from severed veins and salted wounds.
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only to drip to the sands below where purity and sanctity are meaningless.
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it filters through each vein falling forever into desolation.
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dance with me one more time.
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blistered shells of existence lost.
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rest hand in hand with infantile corpses.
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paint this portrait red. black sunset.
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a stillborn.
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miscarriage.
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graze my skin with your touch.
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celestial praise.
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you are what is divine.
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dance with me one last time.
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and now i'm god.
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Sacrilegious Murder
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| Eighteen Visions |
