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Art Work

a pencil, candle
lantern , incense burned, hand work
craft a mans curse
murder a hand shook
I'm burning my land took
invisible like my spell
bells ringing in the morning
its a warning
the middle the middle of the land shook
spinal
I'm illuminati to my istle
walking down my sky of tiles
eye love lucifer
smile
I'm sitting on a crucifix in my big tie and bible
figs die
jeopardize your Nile
with a bath of holy water and Noah and a boat and water
goat and rock port to tie to
i got dock flu
why bother
stars grew heaves told tales our father
seven sixes devils new our values why all buy in to it
a wheel chair of god sitting on sins of kids who flipped the shit
promiscuous
I had a right to be religious with bitterness
see I care, hollow man I'm clear, can you see air, light, I'm near,
lucifer I'm here, pure to you words are BOO....
Written by Marioandyoshie123
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