How falsified and vile is Adam's progeny
It wakes the disgust so filthy and truth disguised Stream of obscenities assembled to a god's creature calling himself a human
Where are you cartographer of faulty maps architect of shallow souls ruler of monastic whores? I see so many sheep of yours They negate the innocence
And where were your eyes? See your faithful mob conceived from love to spread the peace
And thou shall devour these fruits from the mud I am the sheep of all From the gutter unfaithful and mean
Worn with the black of a lie I am the cross, nails and thorns I am the plague of Eden A spear in your heart And a paradox, as the grief is what I feel Stream of many tears that will flow through your temple
I am the plague of Eden Stream of many tears That will flow through your temple For the spawn so disgusting Raped agape
Worn with the black of a lie I am the cross your nails and thorns a spear in your heart
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