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Pray against me
written by Genocide Reaper07:24 PM 11/13/04| I pray as you pray against me, that these useless words you speak will be drowned by the music in my mind. I see through your lies. I hear every hollow cry. I know you can't stare into my eyes without miss-understanding me, and constantly asking why. You follow the pack, the blind dog running off track, Can't get Christ off of your back. You want to save the world, a Fool on a mission to spread Ink and paper. Maybe one day you'll realize, God does so what he sees fit, not what you wish. You think you know it all. Claim to have heard God call, and involve Jesus. You lie, you call me a fool, claim to know me, you don't know anything, only what you choose to believe. I'm not twisting your words. I'm telling the truth. Dislike me. Fine. But I won't hate you. I just pity you. Pity your blind wrath. Pity your pathless life. Pity every thing you say, as it comes out deformed and a waste of time, its a pity you were ever born. |
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Fucking ignorant sheep...Yes you Christians I'm talking to you blind followers of Paper and Ink, whatever you read and Hear from a Guy in a cheap suite.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by dacode05 (11-16-2004 - 03:39 AM)
| I'm SURROUNDED by them all...hands tied. |
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