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My Church
Contributed by
parkman
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Monday, 3rd May 2004 @ 02:48:23 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Back to life, back to normality
Rising from my grave, to see my family
The ones that I love, so very much
After being initiated, into this church
This church is desolate, musty filled air
Pews all broken, the pulpit is bare
Shrouded in darkness, no stained glass in sight
It always comes alive, late in the night
Here we all meet, the walking dead
To go searching for souls, on which we're fed
Souls full of evil, souls full of madness
Souls that are broken, we'll feed on their sadness
When we've had our fill, collected all we can
To church we bring them, to meet our head man
Initiate them, into their fold
Satan now, has taken hold
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parkman
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2004-05-03 14:48:23]
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Re: My Church
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by HOPE4ME2 on
Monday, 3rd May 2004 @ 03:03:10 PM AEST
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