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[sid] => 23114
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Burning Sins
[time] => 2003-09-12 10:05:00
[hometext] => A little rough around the edges, but that's how I wanted it.
[bodytext] => PIERCE THE DIVINE WITH A JAVELIN OF FILTH - Glorious battle of thy gods PRAISE THE SKY AND THE GREY ITS WITH - Wonderous rain for thy land ROB THE GRAVE AND PICK AT THE CORPSE - The deceased are thy slaves HID INSIDE, RAVAGED IN THE HEARSE - Joyous tool is thy hand BURNING INSIDE like the damned - BURNING FEAR makes you band BURNING HATE sears your hand - BURNING SINS rape the land ***** ON THE FACE THAT YOU DISLIKE - Lovely revenge is thy pride DISOWN THE PROPHECIES OF THE PSYCHE - Nothing is chained by the earth SWIM AROUND IN JESUS'S SPIT - Rejoice and drink of thy waste SEVER NEW LIFE FROM THE WOMB - Freed after thy birth BURNING INSIDE like the damned - BURNING FEAR makes you band BURNING HATE sears your hand - BURNING SINS rape the land SKINNED OFF YOUR FACE ONCE AGAIN REPLACE IT WITH A "DIRE NEED" TAINTED THE AIR THAT YOU BREATHE ***** ON THE FOOD ON WHICH YOU FEED SUCKLE ON YOUR POISON - DANCING IN YOUR PRISON DECORATING THE WALL - JUMP LEST YOU FALL EVERYTHING IS DEAD - CURSE THE THINGS YOU SAID YOUR SUICIDE WITHIN - GAVE US YOUR BURNING SINS (***** your hate driven sins!... Everyone's gonna hate me...) I'm just trying to be good. I'm just trying to do what's right I'm just trying to help you out. So why am I still stuck in the night? BURNING INSIDE like the damned - BURNING FEAR makes you band BURNING HATE sears your hand - BURNING SINS rape the land SKINNED OFF YOUR FACE ONCE AGAIN REPLACE IT WITH A "DIRE NEED" TAINTED THE AIR THAT YOU BREATHE ***** ON THE FOOD ON WHICH YOU FEED SUCKLE ON YOUR POISON - DANCING IN YOUR PRISON DECORATING THE WALL - JUMP LEST YOU FALL EVERYTHING IS DEAD - CURSE THE THINGS YOU SAID YOUR SUICIDE WITHIN - GAVE US YOUR BURNING SINS (***** YOUR HATE DRIVEN SINS!) So deserted... So deserted... [comments] => 3 [counter] => 220 [topic] => 34 [informant] => sicknivesevered [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
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