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immorality, * my throat they shall lick the dust like serpents hold your tongue, get thee behind me your church makes me vomit into the vertiginous abyss fueled by mice dear god allow me to show gratitude for my fortunate eyes of truth lord, lord, how long shall the wicked... lord, how long shall the wicked... triumph on earth? lord, how long shall the wicked triumph on earth? these loathsome parasites, that cling to the cross the cloth and the skin, soaked in the blood of men not the body of christ this is heresy this is heresy i admit in no way approval Aus Songtexte Mania