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• Artiste: Stray From The Path
• Titre: Second Death
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A cover up of the highest scale they're never caught The silence is deafening, yea it's forever bought Word from the top, paid to shut up and take it Blame the victims, cause it's easy to believe that they faked it A home for abuse in the church of lies A garden of Eden around a house of ruined lives A man of the cloth with the choir in his bed Three thousand strong, but all fucked up in the head There's a place in hell for bastards like you The power of Christ compels you Sick fucks in a position of trust Stakeout by the playground Waiting for the bus Three from the pope Should be swinging from a rope Six year sentence out in three with the first vote The power of Christ compels you To carry out your evil obsession The power of Christ compels you No god would ever hear your Confession Violate then escape They keep you safe within their Walls You can hide in the house of god But what happens when the fucking cross falls? There's a place in hell for bastards like you There's a place in hell you motherfucker