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Shitting Chocolate Eggs
What faith resides in you, I renounce
All the hypocritical lies will count
When faced with your god
Or is he just as empty as you?
A man made deity founded in fraud
This may seem harsh but you know it’s true
Some lowly thief stole some tales
And added their own twist of Hell
A little originality, I do so beg
What kind of god shits chocolate eggs?
If these words offend you
Step on up and get some
I would prefer if
Your blood was on my hands
Sunday school and pedophiles
Sodomize the flock without trial
How can you have faith in the face of lies?
A savior born of a hive mind
This seems to be a big waste of time
When my bitching falls upon deaf ears, defined
In the blood of innocence
The millions slaughtered for god
I will not waste anymore words of laments
I will not exist as blood of your blood
All the hypocritical lies will count
When faced with your god
Or is he just as empty as you?
A man made deity founded in fraud
This may seem harsh but you know it’s true
Some lowly thief stole some tales
And added their own twist of Hell
A little originality, I do so beg
What kind of god shits chocolate eggs?
If these words offend you
Step on up and get some
I would prefer if
Your blood was on my hands
Sunday school and pedophiles
Sodomize the flock without trial
How can you have faith in the face of lies?
A savior born of a hive mind
This seems to be a big waste of time
When my bitching falls upon deaf ears, defined
In the blood of innocence
The millions slaughtered for god
I will not waste anymore words of laments
I will not exist as blood of your blood
Published 5th Apr 2015
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Anonymous
6th Apr 2015 1:55am
I will step up to say: "DEATH TO THE BUNNY!"
hang him
ears side down
let him
spit
gasp
and
choke
after we slice
his throat
Okay, maybe I went a little to far. Anyhow, Happy Easter, I think??
hang him
ears side down
let him
spit
gasp
and
choke
after we slice
his throat
Okay, maybe I went a little to far. Anyhow, Happy Easter, I think??
6th Apr 2015 2:03am
Haha, I wish I had thought to include that. Awesome. May I dare say, happy Easter to you too?? Lol
Anonymous
6th Apr 2015 2:05am
God, I was hoping you weren't a Witness or Anti-Easter. Whew!! Now I'm getting the feeling of you;). . .Devlin.
6th Apr 2015 2:15am
