above the clouds sits the wrong blood red lies cheek and tongue as you part the seas so black life is drowned beneath the cracks you stare so proud at your son on the cross while sinners and saints fuck your revelation feeds my revolution your preservation needs my prostitution i have shed my wings to confront you with prayers of my own truth to dethrone you i look to the skies and i see nothing god cum conspiracy you are my burden i am your fallen angel i stand at the gates ill burn all you created i can see through the lies that you have wrote for me this is why i wont consider mine blasphemy try to resist your presence as you crash through me this is the end of your reign of hypocrisy no more will you dictate the life you have claimed to create for me

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