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She is a young girl Innocence in pure form Never questions patriarch authority Clocks in, clocks out just like the majority Never doubts the book Always fears to have a look Out she never sets a foot The outsider is always a crook Family always knows better Family always punches the last letter Her destiny is of no relevance She was given artificial intelligence She is of great beauty But she does not see it Fear of sin is always on duty   Mirrors are bellow spit Oh girl can’t you see? Why can’t you be? Set your spirit free Let you mind flee Abscond from that room Let that flower bloom Let that liquid run Let yourself have fun She feared too much The Family already had plans for her Insignificant dreams of such and such Insignificant dreams of such and such But one day the girl woman she’d become Hungry for the apple that tastes like plum Tingling sensations started to come Some sort of a Goddess voice that she couldn’t ignore Asking her for more and more Body screams in delicious agony She has to open vanity’s door For her body is way too sore From the dark room she fled And the very first Devil she met She laid in a blood stained bed And now it was her blood that shed Shed no tears the Devil said For you are of no immaculate matter Now you sweat and bleed in everyone’s bed Scatter your dignity into the gutter It is not your fault my fair lady Point fingers to your God, maybe Was he not the one who kept you in that room? Pointless efforts I surely assume It was him who could not see And I just set you free It is Sin for Salvation Light up the Illumination
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Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 7:41 AM UTC
Sin for the Salvation of your Soul (part 1)
She is a young girl Innocence in pure form Never questions patriarch authority Clocks in, clocks out just like the majority Never doubts the book Always fears to have a look Out she never sets a foot The outsider is always a crook Family always knows better Family always punches the last letter Her destiny is of no relevance She was given artificial intelligence She is of great beauty But she does not see it Fear of sin is always on duty   Mirrors are bellow spit Oh girl can’t you see? Why can’t you be? Set your spirit free Let you mind flee Abscond from that room Let that flower bloom Let that liquid run Let yourself have fun She feared too much The Family already had plans for her Insignificant dreams of such and such Insignificant dreams of such and such But one day the girl woman she’d become Hungry for the apple that tastes like plum Tingling sensations started to come Some sort of a Goddess voice that she couldn’t ignore Asking her for more and more Body screams in delicious agony She has to open vanity’s door For her body is way too sore From the dark room she fled And the very first Devil she met She laid in a blood stained bed And now it was her blood that shed Shed no tears the Devil said For you are of no immaculate matter Now you sweat and bleed in everyone’s bed Scatter your dignity into the gutter It is not your fault my fair lady Point fingers to your God, maybe Was he not the one who kept you in that room? Pointless efforts I surely assume It was him who could not see And I just set you free It is Sin for Salvation Light up the Illumination
michael-caio
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Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 7:41 AM UTC
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