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Slit Here
Contributed by
kratur
on
Tuesday, 25th January 2005 @ 01:05:17 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Once was lost
Now I am found
This alter
Your holy name
Burn
Burn
Bible
Burn
Four corners
Four horns
Four drops of blood
For You
False teachers
Ungodly rulers
Corrupt preachers
The end is near
My Lord, remember me
When You come into Your kingdom
My Lord, be my Rock
When I cannot stand
The blood was bright
The crowd was loud
Bring more Christians
For the lions still hunger
The beast reigns
And You do not stop him
I cannot buy
I cannot sell
Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?
Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?
There is no sanctuary
There is no escape
I must do this
Lest they come for me
Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?
Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?
Dotted green line on my wrist
Red ink underneath
Slit here
Slit here
Copyright ©
kratur
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2005-01-25 01:05:17]
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Re: Slit Here
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by NeonHusky on
Tuesday, 25th January 2005 @ 04:01:22 PM AEST
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| this is very interesting.....a style i've never seen either.....the only thing is....i don't get it.... |
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