GOD #SATANSHOLD
HE FESTERS INSIDE YOU
LOOKING FOR THINGS TO CONTENT YOU
WHEN IT IS FOUND
THATS WHERE YOU BEGIN TO DROWN
INTO YOUR WEEKNESS
INTO HIS STRENGTHNESS
DONT FORGET YOU CAN ESCAPE
DONT ENDURE THIS UNHOLY RAPE
A COUP FOR YOUR SOUL
ONLY YOU CAN PAY THE TOLL
THE BODY COUNT IS RISING
THE DOLLAR AMOUNTS TO WHAT YOU CONFIDE IN
HE HAS YOUR SOUL!
YOUR LOST AND HIDING....
ITS TO LATE, HE ALREADY HAS YOU
IF YOUR LUCKY HE WILL RELEASE YOU
GIVE ME STRENGTH, GIVE ME FIGHT
LORD JESUS CHRIST I DO CONFIDE YOU!
BUT WHEN A DOG IS COLD AND WET
SITTING IN THE RAIN AND HAS NOTHING LEFT
WHY DO YOU SIT BY AND LET HIM SUFFER
I THOUGHT WE ARE TAUGHT TO TAKE CARE OF ONE ANOTHER
IS THIS A TEST OR IS IT JUST THE BEST WE GET?
EITHER WAY IM STILL AN OPTOMIST
JUST SITTING ON EARTH WAITING FOR AN ANSWER LIKE A DUMBASS
SITTIN AT THE SIDE OF THE ROAD WITH THE DOG JUST MOPPING HIM UP
WONDERING WHICH DOOR WE HAVENT KNOCKED ON YET, YUP
BUT ME IM JUST GONNA KEEP IT REAL
IF YOU SPILL, FESS UP IT MIGHT JUST ENLIGHT YOU
IF YOU LET THAT SHIT FESTER UP ALL IT WILL DO IS SWELL UP INSIDE OF YOU
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