I Will Rise to Die Again

my sweet lord was at the mobile home
softly crying
painting nails eating flesh
drinking defiled blood with everyone
i'll rise to die again
you won't find my body
cause i made poor friends

bloody lips taking sips
in what i'm putting out now
drinking ammonia without anyone
mixed with my saviors tears
i'll rise to die again
you won't find my body
because i have no friends



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