COME BEFORE CHRIST AND MURDER LOVE 
            
      
        Drown me with your sorrow 
        Taint me with your treason 
        To find your God is hollow 
        Brings death to all reason 
        Wolf grey adonis 
        A cruel life dawns 
        Curse me with obsessiveness 
        Futility and scorn 
        Moved to speak? 
        You made your choice 
        We had our chance 
        And lost our voice 
        Your alleyway, your terror 
        Glistens with despair 
        Dead meat and error 
        The only crown I'll wear 
        From the ashes of liars 
        Grow the flowers of hope 
        From the steeples and spires 
        Hang each tear from a rope 
        Moved to speak? 
        You made your choice 
        We had our chance 
        And lost our voice 
        
        
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