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You make me sick

I keep denying your words

Your folded hands are

Spreading disease

I puke blood

On your prophecy

A rotten cross

Became a breeding ground for Worms

Worms

Worms

Worms

You bloody freak

I still defy your tricks

Your fake mysteries are

Worth shit

I tread on your grave

Spit in your face again

A rotten corpse

Became a breeding ground for worms

Worms

Worms

Worms

Worms