The Hand of God
Oh what can I do?
I can't take it no more.
It seems like society is knocking down my door.
Trying to fill my mind with murder and crime but the
Cost is my soul and I'll be damned if I lose mine.
Satan is out to get me, and only I and Jesus Christ
are the ones who can protect me!
Strike him down with the hand of god!
Bring light to paradise where darkness trod.
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