(antwan fields) religion a bust, they turn to mud slinging defy the pain that a man should be bringing define real and try to make sure that everyone will be for real real pure lie to me, tell me that i am going to hell for you will be there with me as far as i can tell what do you think that collar makes you, invincible?? does that then make you convinceable?? to the idea that a priest can be but fake to those young altarboys who they put on the make?? the scandal something we've all known for years the church beginning to recognize all their fears as the flock begins to turn away on a long and lonesome highway new horrors coming to light every other day and they fade out the game is for chumps and when they get caught they find some fool who just wants to get bought out of the closets and into the streets and into the churches and into the light what happens in the rectory in the coming night?? __hah______________________________________________________ (jack daniels) there's been so much darkness since the begining of time i can no longer seem to see what was your's or mine the church spires glisten with forbidden fruit turn your head and listen: screams of nocturnal pleasure sodomy and pure lust a vicar abusing his trust burning altars and smoking pews nothing to save me or you evil comes in many forms or so you say when the boys are all battered and torn is it the lords way? Your soul he cleans the words he says are serpants dragging you closer to the fever everything is bullshit and broken dreams once you walk out that door he'll never forgive no more and you don't know what it means but it's bullshit and broken dreams. _____woah!_______________________________ (Antwan fields) they think we have no idea but we do thats what they fear examine the weirdness with the high-high beams took forever to reveal the bullshit and forget the broken dreams.Birth sign: Aries
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