COME WITH ME THROUGH THE HOUSE OF PRAYERS A PLACE SUPPOSED TO FEEL AS HOME STAND BESIDE ME EMBRACE THE SOUND OF HORNS THEY WILL GUIDE US THERES A PATH FOR US ALL SO WHY DO I FEEL LIKE IM GOING INSANE STOP MESSING INFECTING CORRUPTING MY BRAIN I FEEL LIKE IM LOSING CONTROL ITS NOT WHAT THEY PROMISED A PLACE FOR US ALL
WHOS THIS GOD YOURE DYING FOR IS IT MINE OR YOUR CREATION WHY DO WE CARE IT SHOULDN'T MATTER IT DOESNT MATTER IT DOESNT MATTER
RUN AWAY FROM THE HOUSE OF LORDS WORDS OF BEAUTY BOUND BY LAWS TALES IN BLACK AND WHITE PAY ADMISSION TO SEE THE LIGHT WITNESS THE HOUSE OF THE DEAD WHERE ANSWERS AND HOPE COLLIDE THIS IS NOT WHAT I HAD IMAGINED SO CALLED TRUTH WRITTEN DOWN BY FALSE PROPHETS I FEEL LIKE WERE GOING INSANE STOP MESSING INFECTING CORRUPTING OUR BRAIN I FEEL LIKE WEVE LOST ALL CONTROL ITS NOT WHAT THEY PROMISED A PLACE FOR US ALL
WHOS THIS GOD YOURE DYING FOR IS IT MINE OR YOUR CREATION WHY DO WE CARE IT SHOULDN'T MATTER IT DOESNT MATTER IT DOESNT MATTER
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