I dont even know your names and I dont care youre all the same and I feel so inclined to state that Im the type of person you all should HATE! HATE! FEAR! You all should hate me YOU ALL SHOULD HATE ME! I am the type of man you should try and keep your children far away from but Im here to stand in front of you and proclaim the life that Christ has changed in me. Hear me now my cry for thee is to be free from tyranny My wrath it haunts me through the darkest of the night. Even though spirit and flesh rage inside. My tongue will always struggle to abide I hide not myself from the face of the sun and boast only in the God that I love. You hide yourself from on looking eyes and paint on a face with church pews and tithes. Religion means nothing when rotted inside and though you smile and shout out your prayers the most evil Ive seen is in your private affairs And when that mocking bird dont sing Youll cry cuz daddy didnt buy you a ring. Deep in my heart darkness resides in me Fear me Deep in my heart these chains they set me free Fear me I am murder I am sin I am hatred I am Strife Im the fingers that grasp to the knife Im the gnashing of teeth in the night I am murder I am sin I can only boast of my God for I have illustrated death now Im obliged to do whats right for Lions lay with Lambs tonight. Judge me not for I know Ive sinned but Christ has brought me hope again all streams run into the sea but the sea remains unfilled what has been does is what will be done theres nothing new under the sun Of sinners I know, I am chief I boast not myself, I boast only grief.
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