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Mar 2013
I broke a brain washing law
This is trachory to the men in black ties
Some how moans were heard So they're
Coming to take away my soul
I guess God heard my secrets and told
the pulpit walkers of our sweat stained sheets
Sin was committed But no knees hit the floor
We forgot how the angels watch
I loved her without clothes No I was not afraid
Not of holly water not of the book that the men walk
With but I was mumbling old songs as I searched her
body for a place to rest my body
Well we heard the men with their crosses were marching
With the unforgiving saints Who turn sinners into
Dust because hell is much to full
At this moment I stand prepared to die next to
her Cold body to many pills
I was ready but not her for the judgement
See we had broken Leviticus
Turned the angels to stone as I kissed Her
So I will not be saved from the stones broken
of their wings
Thing is even as I hear their praying near
In my heart I love her more than the words of Leviticus
Such a lawless act all based on love we committed
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