I am Holy
It turns, it creaks and swallows whole
red crimson, acres of the flesh
it shows to me and to the god of sin
where I want to be forevermore
sadly, sorry I can only visit it
now once or thrice a week no more
soon to be so much
I will never sleep again
I can never sleep again
I am holy
Be wholesome true
never fall away
It shall never be
Psychotropic eulogy
nice for a change its free
dressed in all black to stun
and turn the tide against you
perform a function
perform a function or die
I dont mind, but for me its the
Wrong line
Wrong line
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