Shout your word
So judgement is heard
While the heathens and whores drop down dead
Throw your stones
To break our bones
And grind them for your holy bread
Pray your hate
Won't be too late
To smite us demons where we stand
You rehearse
Your silly curse
The tainted under your command
But before you begin,
Let us sinners sin,
Our virtue,
Might hurt you,
Whether we lose or win.
So judgement is heard
While the heathens and whores drop down dead
Throw your stones
To break our bones
And grind them for your holy bread
Pray your hate
Won't be too late
To smite us demons where we stand
You rehearse
Your silly curse
The tainted under your command
But before you begin,
Let us sinners sin,
Our virtue,
Might hurt you,
Whether we lose or win.
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Your writing skills I shall always envy.