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The Racist Heaven
As I slashed my wrists wide open I smiled and could not wait for heaven I beckoned for my love that a child once knew I cried as the pain took over Satan met me at the front door He slipped on a banana peel that I left from before I laughed and cried as the tears were of pain I wished the devil himself would regain Stand up for those that were cast out of hell Stand down for those that would set heaven a spell And relive the anguish of your boycott from jail And smile as I run my pride though your nails The ones I used on the lord when he was reborn When he banished me from home for the belief was not sworn I care not for you my son of taboo I die now with you as we kill each other true Your racist heaven with your laws and your rules Speak true of your lies as you write another you And tell your despise to the ones that follow the clue I die alone for I died with truth And the crying satan felt my love for him was due And we both hold hands as we prepare to slip by Our hearts become one as the racist heaven lets us die
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