YOU KNOW MY FRIEND I'VE BEEN WALKING ON A REALLY STRANGE PATH LATELY I'M SO GLAD YOU WERE NOT THERE TO SEE MY FALL, TO SEE ME PASSNING ON MY WOUND SO DEEP MY VEINS OPEN WIDE LETTING FLOW MY DIST

Each blasphemy is another stone to the edifice of your glory I want to be the rock on which you'll build your church Am I the son you've been waiting for? Am I the chosen one? To be your Messiah

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