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The upturned ruptured palms the pleading eyes that hide the spite that want toforgive us wretched insects if only we'd learn how to get in line there'sstill room on the cross for the sheep of the flock there's still spaceavailable to join the angels at the trough & no one knows how much you'vesuffered Christ is king (deny him) Jesus is lord (deny him) I'm not relatedto the guilt flesh that repents I turn my back on the burning heart that fartsobedience purity is shit evil is virtue gfffggft blaggga bdhg & and no one'ssuffered quite like you Christ is king (deny him) Jesus is lord (deny him)servant or slave the balance always works out the same pray for me shepard mebecause I won't die for your sins won't drink your blood won't eat your fleshwon't share your victory over sin & death don't repent the end has come andgone.
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