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The Day Is Good For Sins

Mentioning the way it should be i have the way it is, obsessions are made for humility and
lunatics, the way it is, is the way it seems, a sky mentioned from afar the land, i know
how it sounds, dark, twisted, blood drenched, a nightmare with torn covering the exit, the
only one? Like a bull in a red room, smashing the walls with brute force, thinking is some
one attacking him but himself becoming his own murderer, dark secrets, inspired to be told
by humankind, so humankind sins over day, when the dawn breaks golden and the sky sees
darkness, for the time the devil pointed up his home and the world saw it dead is the
moment the gold of the sun eats over the yellow lands, i love the way we sin, say sorry
and im sure to say sorry again, because you will forgive me, right? 

What happens at dusk? When my system is in the manipulation of my psychological sense, i
see blood like wine, i see flesh like pork meat, but all i smell is rotten doves, but im
bending down in church praying to god set me free from my sins, but that pill i love the
way it makes me numb, si then darkness consumes my soul to pieces, step by step i see it
fade, my life is at the edge, yours too, brother, sister, everyone is a sinner, mother,
father, friend, all of you, strangers, god must have sin for him to know how bad it is for
us all, a restless escape out the sun, bury me alive, don't the sun down for them to guide
me to temptation, eat me alive, but don't let me live ti'll dusk, Bury us all, alive, help
me, help them, help us all, misguided lunacy made a beast, Mr. Crowly was right after all,
help me see the dead future, please, i don't want to kill no one, but my tongue wants the
blood...

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