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Jul 2017
Hellfire and brimstone
Waiting for me back home
Sin is what is in my soul
I'm who you call the "devil"
But this world is so evil
And where's your Lord?

I saw three men restrain a fourth
Til he swung the gallows back and forth
They beat him down and strung him up
Just to watch him suffer
Men are so evil
It's no fault of mine

Holy mother hold your child
Men are beasts, perverse and wild
The spirit of the animal
Are in your sons and daughters
All the blame is pushed on me
For your suffering and misery
But every single one of you
Are capable of ******

Hellfire and brimstone
Are waiting for you back home
Sin is what is in your soul
You're walking as the devil
This world is so evil
And it's all your fault
A perspective insight into how easy it is to blame something, and how hard it is to accept that we are all capable of extreme, and unspeakable evils
Angel of Sin
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