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| Field of wheat Field of bones Leave a message No ones home Satans children Gods devine Who are you Not one of mine Blood is shed Tears are cried Do you know Your god has died Reverse the cross Burn The Book Or are you stupid As you look Gullible masses believing in lies There is no better place When everyone dies |
| We are all god, because only we can create the idea of his existence in our holy brains.... FACILIS DECENSUS AVERNI |
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| Pain of death Pain of life When will it end This meaningless strife Strive to worship Strive to please Spend eternity On your knees Hell in a handbasket Heaven by armoured car Millions of prophets Finding god in a bar Muggings and murder Carjacking and rape No crime as criminal As passing the plate Lake of fire Corrupted souls Where are we now Even God doesn't know |
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