Zeal for your house has consumed me
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The Son, the crucifix, The King and the Kingdom.
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All are present now, in this moment.
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His love demands your everything, the price has been paid.
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Mouth, her lips meet only to part
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Steel rod, covered in blood and brain
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Endless she speaks of blackened heart and lung, of the blazing pity's sake
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Foaming at the mouth
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Spilling, dribble on the ground
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Link by link she fetters an endless chain
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Clever devil, once beggar
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Seek not your kingdom, seek your king.
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The cityscape, torching the sky, glowing heavens above asphalt and tar. Stake the sons and daughters on this altar of the feast. Gut the capricious pig. Scepters of the swine, gorge at the trough. They care not for what they eat. Earth bound hearts, funneled under these city streets, swarm the relentless bees.
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The queen has lost her hive.
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The queen
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Gorge at the trough
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They care not for what they eat.
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The Mental Propensities Of Phineas Gage
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| Not One Is Upright |
