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Suckle the maggot it’s feeding on you

Infesting your body with sin

It pierces the flesh and starts the decay

It’s festering under your akin

You’ve contracted the disease of this

Foul wretched earth

For this reason you must be killed

I’ll endure the stench of your sin for your sake

On Gods command strip you of flesh

Take the knife, scalp and skin the body

The entrails, will fall into the dust

Rejuvenate this pile of bloody gore

Redeeming Lord, our Father we implore

Bring the carcass

To be gutted and skinned

Strip you of pride and strip you of sin

Dispose of the body

Of the gutted and skinned

These innards are raw and they

Rise up with power

Just like in spring when the

Leaves are renewed

He’ll replace refreshed what you’ve lost

Logic prevails in your gutted entrails

Your body will rise up in praise.