god won t speak to me made my plea s but he s not listening i lie sleepless in bed reflecting on every lie i ve been fed what a world to be chained and bound to i feel sorry for each saved soul who truly thinks they ve found you we kill off the weak and stay on course towards hell it s not some place you go after life it s to keep you in line before you die this world s not a vessel for what you think lies ahead it s more like a prison god must be dead kill off the weak and stay on course towards hell it s not some place you go after life it s to keep you in line before you die this world s not a vessel for what you think lies ahead it s more like a prison god must be dead 
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