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In days of youth I deeply abhorred
The slaves of mind before their lord
And with such ties long dead and torn
I paint a portrait of faith forlorn
It crawls on hope and meekly prays
Sustained by memories of yesterdays
Delusions dance in the company of shades
Where rot and filth, entangled remain
Madness feeds on the sick of it
Like Flies upon the finest shit
Hollow it seeks your carnal heat
To suck and 'purify' sinful meat
To cast the beauty out of life
And render sex a filthy plight
Desire mutates under denial
Men of god turn to your child
Corruption is a deceptive word
Different from anything you've learned
Where fear controls your definitions
The Lawless are without restrictions
Corruption is a deceptive word
Different from anything you've learned
Where fear creates your delusion of faith
Doubt still haunts you, withering wraith
Strapped in tight, to the pew
Girdled guilt and cosmic Jew
Shame to be without his grace
Streams of faith still stain your face?
Corruption is a deceptive word
Different from anything you've learned
Where fear controls your definitions
The Lawless are without restrictions
Corruption is a deceptive word
Different from anything you've learned
Where fear creates your delusion of faith
Doubt still haunts you, withering wraith
Years still pass, each the same
Heaven awaits beyond your grave
How filthy foul this flock depraved
Yet suffer not these righteous slaves
Vile, profane, a groveling plea
Hollow and rotten a begging knee
Weakness is virtue for faith depraved
Spineless, mindless, these righteous slaves
Corruption is a deceptive word
Different from anything you've learned
Where fear controls your definitions
The Lawless are without restrictions
Corruption is a deceptive word
Different from anything you've learned
Where fear creates your delusion of faith
Doubt still haunts you, withering wraith
Tempest, revolt awake in me
Self-love precedes Apostasy
And I return to so inform
A bitter portrait of faith forlorn
So grows deeper your bitterness
As I exploit your profuse weakness
And offer my Fruits to the Fallen among
So many who know yet nothing of One
Corruption is a deceptive word
Different from anything you've learned
Where fear controls your definitions
The Lawless are without restrictions
Corruption is a deceptive word
Different from anything you've learned
Where fear creates your delusion of faith
Doubt still haunts you, withering wraith
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Musings Of A Taphophile
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Teeth Through The Wire
04:14
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