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Cities are built on sand and then taken by the sea Leaving good men with nowhere to stand, and with nowhere for me For infanticide is perfectly acceptable at the hands of a god And humanity is completely perfectable, but only if nothing is wrought, And the good we do comes from the spirit but evil is all our own For how could good come from a man who believes this world to be home This is the faith my mother believes This is the faith being forced upon me She rejects my rejection of god's inherent perfection, Continues injections of god's power, scripture's lessons, But I still do not understand, I still can't seem to see, She speaks of a poisoned world Of a savior for all of our ********* souls She says we are sinners in god's angry hands But is human such a bad thing to be?
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Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 12:31 PM UTC
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Cities are built on sand and then taken by the sea Leaving good men with nowhere to stand, and with nowhere for me For infanticide is perfectly acceptable at the hands of a god And humanity is completely perfectable, but only if nothing is wrought, And the good we do comes from the spirit but evil is all our own For how could good come from a man who believes this world to be home This is the faith my mother believes This is the faith being forced upon me She rejects my rejection of god's inherent perfection, Continues injections of god's power, scripture's lessons, But I still do not understand, I still can't seem to see, She speaks of a poisoned world Of a savior for all of our ********* souls She says we are sinners in god's angry hands But is human such a bad thing to be?
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Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 12:31 PM UTC
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