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Hypocrisy.
Christ!!
your garden never grew too bright
The dipshit motherfuckers lay it to waste
under the shadow of every night
You hang there from your stick
arms bound by a common goal
such a self-righteous dick
Fuck you, God.
You took everything
with the promise of everything
and in the end
you came through with nothing.
You wear your thorny crown
like a gift from a loved one
hoping that he will let you down
But he stabs you in the side
to see just what your made of
but shit is all he can find
Fuck you, God.
You made me be this way
made me look this way
and all for the promise
that you were oh so good
Good is such a relative term
when the snake is your only friend
your only fiend, your only saint
the only one there in the end.
CHRIST.
Your lord, your god
Bury you until you never come back
believe in what makes you feel a saint
when we all know that your heart is just as black.
(This writing is in no way meant to offend, but if you are...then you should have stopped reading way before I wrote this warning message.)
