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Viscous Fangs That Bite

Satan has demonic forces doing his bidding
 as I drift to sleep I'm not kidding
 I go to a world with caverns filled
 straight from the river of erotic death in Hell

 there is creatures sporting viscous fangs that bite
 dripping blood off side with eyes filled with holes
 sulfur of deep erotic premonition taunts my soul
 Dark embedded structures with remnants of flames

 this place is for the mentally insane in the membrane
 no drink of water to ever quench my thirst
 fire breathing dragons with evil intentions
 as I roam this wretched place of desolation

 I pant for a serious question like is this my fate ?
 Do some soul searching & this is what I come up with
 There are two paths you can go by but in the long run
 There's still time to change the road your on

 That's why I pray everyday so I won't go to this place of the dead
 Silence of a memory that taunts my intentions
 Vast darkened caverns with demons I must flee
 It's a reason to believe in a real savior to save me from danger

 Satan laughing spreads his wings in this world of sin
 Now I have a true purpose now I know where to begin
 I have come to close not to turn back now
 No use looking back when your hand is on the plow

 Caged barbaric remnants I will see no more
 As I gaze in the vast display of heaven's shore
 For faith is the substance of things unseen
 There can be no use for me living in a land of mean

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