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Sunday Mass
03:24
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holy men have outgrown their use
rot in hell for years of abuse
black marks on human history
a blight on society - it's no mystery
god turned his back on the children
a blind eye turned by the millions
tithe feeds the sins of our fathers
lord protect our sons and daughters
false idols can't grant prayers
let your kingdom come full of betrayers
bishops play the pawns pulling the veil
cops and politicians covering the trail
scandals and cover ups run rampant
yeshua's guiding light is now absent
one hand in hell and my foot on your head
i'll make sure you never wake up again
preying on the weak - a twisted fate
righteous disciples cease to be great
keeping the human condition in remission
the promise of afterlife is superstition
forcing innocence into submission
the lives you ruined get no recognition
always hungry for the younger touch
you fucking coward - you'll pay for your lust
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Hard to Love
02:35
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on the hunt to satisfy
an apex that peaked too high
flew too close to the sun
falling back to the earth - heavier than a ton
head caught in a tailspin
destined to crash and burn
affection stuck on overdrive
hurt by what i yearn
writhe in a bed of thorns
couldn't weather the storm
apologies for a broken promise
falling on deaf ears
aspired to be better
just couldn't pull it together
at the end of the rope
too fragile to cope
heart made of glass
too hard to love
desperate for devotion
despondent and left broken
gazing at the night sky
praying for peace in hopelessness
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10/325
02:58
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addiction grows as the days pass by
we stop to question why
in the land where cash is king
they don't question a thing
the blood is on their hands
destroying lives of fellow man
take this to help with that
watch your life go off the tracks
cold sweat taking the last pill
twist of fate burning your will
low prices on the street
a bag cures the headache - the devil's deed
control the money
control where it goes
no end in sight but everyone knows
give them all pills
to cure the pain
then watch them hang their heads in shame
how can't you see
how can't you know
the blood is on your hands
sign the line
send the note
you are why addiction grows
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