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Batteries not included.
Walking amongst crossroads secluded.
I'm Lacking the holy-duracel.
Halo's gone out, eyes grown cold.
Victim of religions bout.
My death has been sold.
Batteries not included.
Church I've always eluded.
When one lacks the faith,(the duracel).
They've bought a one way ticket,
Straight to the fiery bowels of hell.
I've, too many times sinned.
Can't fit into Christ's mold, his skin.
They forgot to include.
A dammed destiny of a prelude.
Batteries, the faith didn't come mandatory.
St. Peter would never believe this story.
He is not one to be played.
Take alliance with the demonically decayed.
Eternal bliss and happiness not for me.
I've early on concluded.
Since with me, batteries are not included.