Release your thoughts, await the applause; Of course I release you from all your chores. What’s mine is yours and what’s yours is yours; I need nothing from you, but I shall take all that which is yours.
Place your bookmark at the end of the chapter; We both know what comes after, You turn out the light. But we shall hold our tongue, Because of all those things that you have done.
We shall forgive you your sins, If you sing this hymn And beg for forgiveness, From the one they call Him.
Don’t play dice with the Devil, It’s snake eyes every time. Don’t ever owe him, After he takes your nickel and dime. Old Nick will not miss a trick if you relax around him, So jinx him and leave him to wallow in his beloved sin.
I banish you curse to an ungodly land, Where man walks alone, because he is accused and condemned.