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Children of Wrath

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Take a bite of the sickness (sickness)
and feel the rush of your desire
When you act upon your urges (urges)
so begins a period of decent. Deception

I am a tainted man with a wretched mind
I am ashamed of myself again and again
I don't need another pointed finger
I don't want to hide, just find myself
I come to you filthy. Take a bite of the sickness
and feel the rush
Save me, save me, save me, because I can't save myself

I HATE RELIGION, I DON'T NEED A CULT!
The world doesn't need any more fakes

I have committed cosmic plagiarism
I was a self proclaimed god
a mirror image of a cheap imitation
Those we thought were on top
quickly fall to the bottom when judgment drops
In death shame fills the black and immortal soul
We were never meant to save ourselves

I HATE RELIGION, I DON'T NEED A CULT!
The world doesn't need any more fakes

So I walk a new path, no one chooses for me
So I walk a new path, no one chooses for me
So I walk a new path, no one chooses for

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