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Patchwork Jesus
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Make notice of my temper
Yeah you failed to appreciate it
I'm a risk to your endeavors
I disrupt your plans at the glance
There's a rupture in your stomach
It sure reeks of your disdain
Oh that green gush could feed a forest
All that envy you display
I'll polish your idols with your bile
The sheen will blind us all
An angel now slithers through your eyes
Now wrestle with your corpse
Blessed of the earth
Their souls now depart
And rebound of the gate
For which they posed their prayers
A void betrays their faith
A holy banner
Mere pretext for hate
Patchwork Jesus
Puppet Christ
You cull the flock
Through false rites
I'll lick the dagger
Rusted by the blood
From carrion
Oh the rummage
The harvest
The deed undone
Through the sigils of Solomon
That false remorse
Twists back into your face
You dread what it means
To be denied by his grace
I know what you are
I know how you are
I know where you are
Patchwork Jesus
Puppet Christ
Patchwork Jesus
Puppet Christ
Patchwork Jesus
Puppet Christ
Patchwork Jesus
Puppet Christ
Writhe at my heresies
Heir to the Pharisees
The seams rip on the body
Drawn and quartered; your king
Your best days are behind us
Now rules the cult of science
My deeds are as Longinus'
I'll drink the water and the blood
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A haggard man
Earns your contempt
Seeking the water of life
For the bread you provide
The sanctuary that we seek
Has been barred from the meek
I hear the hiss and the gnash
Of your teeth
The prodigal
Denied return
Make pillars from
The salt of the earth
Divinity
Misapprehended
Be as oak and linden intertwined
Her barren womb
Ravaged by disdain
Shutters at the touch
An inhospitable domain
I'm basking in the bile
Of my greatest sins
Its better than the light
You'd drown the world in
So tell me how
You have the strength
To move your mountains now
Since you lift your hands
So conditionally
I'll send my bullets
Through your pulpit
For what you preach
Decisions... go...
The gospel reeks
It's not aligned
With what you are
Or how you preach
Your faith starved me
So i'll bite the hand that feeds
You'll now suffer
The same for succor
I'll feast on the ichor
And sprout spurned wings
Not that it matters
Since I'm not worth saving
Our souls laid bare
But grace won't find you here
Our souls laid bare
But grace won't find you here
grace won't find you here
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Stench of flesh
I'm slathered in the burning pitch with
My regrets
Now I awake
Drenched in sweat no
Wonder what that meant
It's my second death
So i might as well end it
Is that how you want it?
Is that how you need it?
Terror, terror of the end
I raise my sword in the storm to taunt heaven
Give me a glimpse of which gates await me
Baby it's past-tense
Like the gordian knot
Death's a freedom
Under the shadow of the cross
Like a knife to the throat
Of a hospice patient
You declare your glory
But i see it waning
Deny me my last rites
I've lost my patience
I'll draw this line my-
Self-worth
Ain't taught or earned
Now there's a treatise on my tongue to fill the (void you summon)
My soul's a sheaf torn by (hands that held me)
Its remnants scatter in the wind
I multiply and plan your end
"Don't fuck with me I have the power of God and anime on my side"
It's my right to life
To live without the fear of
Fading light
Like your sermon on the brimstone keeps me
Up at night
To yield the anguish I'd
Die twice
So if the blood must flow
It must be yours you know
As it has been foretold
And so it… so it goes
So if the blood must flow (and its my right to life)
It must be yours you know (to live without the fear of)
As it has been foretold (fading light)
And so it… so it goes
So if the blood must flow (and its my right to life)
It must be yours you know (to live without the fear of)
As it has been foretold (fading light)
And so it goes...
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