| sleepy jack |
07-31-2005 10:10 AM |
Quote:
Originally Posted by Dezzy
How does it go please?
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since the sun first shot it’s rays across the sky/a darkness crept into mankind’s wretched soul/in fear the weak first spawned the sanctimonious lie/that grew within their hearts demanding to control/from the void within their minds arose a fearsome god/cowering upon their knees they began a reign of guilt/jealously they coveted the freedom they once knew/but could not cast off the chains of servitude they’d built/for two thousand years or maybe more/the sacrificial blood has been shed/to appease the so-called Saviour/they pile high the corpses of the dead/their holy water cannot wash away/the price of freedom stained upon their hands/and the fear of their Judgement Day/it spread across the distant lands/our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy shame/thy kingdom come, the blood will run, enslaved on earth as in heaven/heal the blind so they will see/that their salvation is not for free…sinner!/the depth of their intolerance none can ever tell/thus began the inquisition/and the non-believers freedom they call the heathen’s hell/the foundations of religious persecution/and those who seek, will surely find/and prey upon, those left behind.
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