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GUNS & CRUCIFIXES.
Saw you locking in
prisons made of grieving on you,
the lie is coming true.
Let me take a look,
let me taste the fear & try the pain
your lies won’t be the same.
Oh, yeah, I smile when you say:
“The hellhound’s coming back.
Raise your guns & crucifixes.”
I’ve seen the devil, praising god.
I’ve seen the pharisees raising guns & crucifixes.
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