"Man doth not yield him to the angels, nor unto death utterly,
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save only through the weakness of his feeble will" -Joseph Glanvill-
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Someone told me there is a war within
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And the wor (l) d became flesh
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Someone told me about a handmade sin
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Denying all you once confessed
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Don't bow to me
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Don't worship me
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We are torn apart by silver lunacy
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Because weak I am
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As weak as no man has been before
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Don't you pray anymore...
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And you will never be the same again
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(Non-believers raze the stray)
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And you will never be the same again
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(No longer will your faith remain)
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Someone told me it is worth crying for
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Any grace is built on lies
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Making love with defiled angels
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Your tongue in mine
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I saw YOU in my darkest dreams
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Gliding into a sea of snakes
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I saw the flesh divine
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And the flesh became spirit
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FLESH!
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The Flesh Divine
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| Evereve |
