glory belongs to no man crooked church, you sell the Son theives deserve to have no hands our prisons were built with the stones of law whore houses are built with the bricks of religion oh man of God from which was your stone ive stayed quiet for far too long cause ive typecast myself to censor what i can say im so sick of this, sick of whats going on now im putting an end to my silence your gods not real this is the end of my silence the wolf provides for his own but God provides for the lion i am the lion, you are the wolf you can run but i will find you i am the reaper
Posted on: Tue, 09 Dec 2014 10:54:27 +0000
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