Raise your hands now to testify, your confession will be crucified, your sacrificial suicide, ike a dog that's been sodomized. Stand up! All the white boys. Sit down! All the black girls. You're the soldiers of the new world. Put your faith in a miracle, and it's non-denominational, join the choir we will be singing, in the church of wishful thinking; A fire burns today, of blasphemy and genocide, the sirens of decay Will infiltrate the faith fanatics. Oh bless me Lord for I have sinned, it's been a lifetime since I last confessed, I threw my crutches in the river. Of a Shadow of Doubt, and I'll be dressed up in my Sunday best.Say a prayer for the family, drop a coin for humanity, ain't this uniform so flattering? I never asked you a god damned thing. Don't test me, second guess me, protest me, you will disappear. I want to know who's allowed to breed, all the dogs who never learned to read, missionary politicians, and the cops of a new religion. A fire burns today Of blasphemy and genocide, the sirens of decay Will infiltrate the inside, You!!!
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