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Masters Of The Flattery
When the water rose above my knees, I took my flesh and I threw it to the sea. My darling I'm drowning in
disbelief. Fire and brimstone is what they preached to me, but I see the fire they couldn't reach. With their
hands outstretched every one of them was making amends with God, but the fire wasn't hot enough and now
you're burning alive. Get your kicks while you can. We are the masters of the flattery for every man;
Handing habits to the free and taking all that we can. I can't believe in this, not even if I try as hard as I
can. I'll be the judge of who's wrong and who's right and who's rightfully damned. Don't play me like a
member of your congregation. You're just as crooked as this 'Christian' nation. Wait I have made a
mistake. Take me back for Heaven's sake. I have found myself alone. Grace, you have made me a saint.
How could you not know my name? I was lied to all along.
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