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Seems like these kids are just regurgitating Bible verses
I wanna know if you really understand what it is that you are preaching
You radiate light, I thrive in the dark
Different mind states, we miles apart
Display my dismay, it's defined as an art
Razor-sharp fangs like the smile of a shark
On a ten-speed on a ten strip (Starbucks jelly)
It's tremendous when the tendons rip
I put the sin in sentence when I write this
Hand of death, got arthritis grip
On sanity slipping, I know a perfect place
No happy ever after, no pearly gates await
Forever face to face, the creator, the mass maker
Bathe in his rays, you'll be saved by the savior
Perfect stranger, doom bap, it's blood-soaked
Moving sinners by the busload
Breathe below where the sun won't go
Choirs singing with cut throats
I put on for my team, causing a scene
Billy will kill civilians, scoff to their screams
Murder for nothing, precisely (think about it)
I could give a fuck if you like me!
Most likely going out like "Fuck y'all!"
Catch me if you can, that's a trust fall
Everything you know, you should question
Faith is meant to be tested
I'm ashamed to admit I'm a testament to that
Bring those dead singing bitches back
So beautiful
Change your ways, you could live a new life
Nothing quite like what the church provides
Believe, and then you'll die in due time
Vilified, I'm the opposite of Christ
O.O.C., made in his image
Reminiscent of Satan spitting
I'm the opposite of Christ, but I'm still in some sandals
Turning bitches heads into scented candles
My apostles all vandals, killers and ex-cons
But they never second guess when it's suicide bombs!
In the name of the church, just bleed color the pulp
Look at my liver spots under the mic, what's up?
You can see it's all demon faces, it's simple
Speak my name, watch the sheep tremble, it's simple, uh!
They know my name at the Vatican
'Til you go into mannequin, diazepam panicking
Packaging another human body, overnight shipping
My mental state slipping, so godless it's getting
Harder to hide the horns in my serpent tongue
Pray for swift deaths, they deserving them
So when kingdom come and the rapture is here
I'm shooting ammo into the atmosphere
What's an imp to a devil? What's a devil to a demon?
I'm the opposite of Christ for all the right reasons
Change your ways, you could live a new life
Nothing quite like what the church provides
Believe and then you'll die in due time
Vilified, I'm the opposite of Christ
O.O.C., made in his image
Reminiscent of Satan spitting
Always covered in gore, I'm unsettling
Open up the door to hell like I'm a gentleman
Perform live, Lucifer loose in my mind
In the name of Rosette, do a whole set, crucified!
Take 'em out if they don't stay hype
Spit flame on the crowd like Craig White
Inhale the ashes, every level I'm a savage
Joey Black, white devil Pell Sabbath
I know I'm lost though, and that isn't cool
I stole a crossbow, shot up a Christian school
I hit a headshot, then I emoted
Just one body 'cause I couldn't reload it
Pull out my dick and tell the wind to blow
Y'all little billy goats, I'm a fucking Wendigo
I put a hooker on a me hooking a video
Speaking of hooks, where them dead bleeding bitches go?
Change your ways, you could live a new life
Nothing quite like what the church provides
Believe, and then you'll die in due time
Vilified, I'm the opposite of Christ
O.O.C., made in his image
Reminiscent of Satan spitting
And you are the crucifix!
Look at my world 'cause we're sick



Авторы: Joseph Patrick Bailey, Jarrod Lee Johnson, Cox William Earl



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