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Mother Nature Is a merciless whore…Just like the woman who took my Sun away from me…that angel of mine that is now just a faded memory…A distinct vision of the many yesterdays, or a Prophecy of tomorrow, of what it would have been so long ago. The sisters’ of mercy…my lady of sorrow, has granted to me but one true gift, a savior…
I have endured the streets…scene those long nights have passed… because even the Martyr I hold in my heart has dead…but, even I have moved on from that…
‘Ma used to have three pets Crows…one day a fourth presented itself on the final day of her pregnancy…I was born, both gay, and feared…So ‘Ma going to the church like she did, talked to the minister, I, apparently, was the spawn of the Satan, Lucifer, and 2 others I have yet to meet…I guess he was right I’ve lived much to long considering my circumstances…
It’s the Sabbath…and the Jehovah witnesses have visited every last door…Almost like they're trying to sell their religion…their cult to the masses.
God it the tourniquet, the church is the vile, what’s the drug? It doesn’t matter, I guess…because me and Hitler, a few years back, helped mother dry her eyes and testify. She wasn’t Satans’ mother, just labeled as such…all it really was, was a product of societies pressures and standards creating the perfect storm…
Go ahead and scream…I’m already too far away to hear you…
I have endured the streets…scene those long nights have passed… because even the Martyr I hold in my heart has dead…but, even I have moved on from that…
‘Ma used to have three pets Crows…one day a fourth presented itself on the final day of her pregnancy…I was born, both gay, and feared…So ‘Ma going to the church like she did, talked to the minister, I, apparently, was the spawn of the Satan, Lucifer, and 2 others I have yet to meet…I guess he was right I’ve lived much to long considering my circumstances…
It’s the Sabbath…and the Jehovah witnesses have visited every last door…Almost like they're trying to sell their religion…their cult to the masses.
God it the tourniquet, the church is the vile, what’s the drug? It doesn’t matter, I guess…because me and Hitler, a few years back, helped mother dry her eyes and testify. She wasn’t Satans’ mother, just labeled as such…all it really was, was a product of societies pressures and standards creating the perfect storm…
Go ahead and scream…I’m already too far away to hear you…
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