My Prayer

Vaksinius · My Prayer (*)

Christ, my reliever,
Lord, my redeemer,
please forgive, for I have sinned.
My God, let me in.
I know for certain
I am your child.
Truth lies behind the curtain.
Please, let me be styled.

I know for certain
I am your child.
Truth lies within the fountain.
Please, let me be styled.

Christ, my reliever,
Lord, my redeemer,
please forgive, for I have sinned.
My God, set me in.
I know for certain
I am your child.
Truth lies within the fountain.
Please, let me be styled.

I know for certain
I am your child.
Truth lies within the fountain.
Please, let me be styled.

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Me in You

How on earth can you think Iam in you? You are Satan. That thing is your anxiety. You will go to Hell. Become a fly. Because you did not listen. Because you wanted to be bad. I am beautiful. And you are disgusting. How on earth will you unite that? I ask again; what are your options? You will go to Hell? Become a fly? You wanted to be bad? And decided I was bad, hauting you? Come on ...

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You And Me

I am not with you. You are torturing me. I will live forever. You will die, and go to Hell. What are your options?

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This Race

In this present race of ours there is a winner and there is a loser. The winner was appointed long time ago, and I am the winner. You are the loser. The stakes are high. The winner goes to Heaven, the loser goes to Hell. I am sorry you do.

Liars and thieves go to Hell. People torturing go to Hell. Memento mori.

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