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03-21-2009, 12:52 AM
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Larger than life and twice as ugly.
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Who am I? I'm Your Brand New God
I am a walking screaming hell A thing of torture to behold This vivisection splits my soul A thing of torture to behold Where you run to Won't take too long I've come to get you Won't take too long And death should know me No hesitating Give up your heart It ain't so lonely Without your heart And death should know me My hands are dirty with his blood And I can take you there I've got a brand new god And if I lay you there Under my brand new god Then I will slay you there For my brand new god Where are you running to It didn't take too long I've come and gone now You didn't take too long And death should know me My hands are dirty with his blood And death should know me after all I prepared you for the second coming of my god
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We must all go through a rite of passage. It must be physical, it must be painful, and it must leave a mark. I have no knowledge of the events which you are describing, and if I did have knowledge of them, I would be unable to discuss them with you now or at any future period.   Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years |
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