Unholy – Wretched
” Why so soft , O`my brothers.. So pliend and yielding..
…how can you one day triumph with me…?
Rejoice in sweet submission of murder, of conceit
How can you ever triumph with me?!?!
I`d rather be wretced and broken
Than join into your fraudulent joy
I`d rather leave my will unspoken
Than stain it in your sick vaudeville
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