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eternal salvation suffers from invasion
say what you need to, save your soul
but don't fuck with me,
i'm loosin' control
i'm so tired of this, so sick of you
my tongue is battered and bruised from all these attitudes
teach me the magic of your sacred poems
conjuring a voice of signs and omens
prophecies got debris
the syllables and symbols breath
and as we climb, divine
to sacrifice our wounded minds
this awkward chance to seek, insanity
i can't save you, cause i hate me
the lord is my weapon
and i see him shoot pawns
woman is the devil
your god is a fraud
everyone you knew
everything you've ever done
suffer for your freedom
die by the law
the lord is my weapon
and i see him shoot pawns
woman is the devil
your god is a fraud
everyone you knew
everything you've ever done
suffer for your freedom
die by the law
say what you need to save your soul
but leave your religion at the door
smokin all of chrismals weed
i'm sick of these weak anarchys
you see me as a place to make a bruise
but in my reality i'm a slate of the muse
fuck these hypocrites, and together will fight
tyrannist swears, as quick as your knife
the lord is my weapon
and i see him shoot pawns
woman is the devil
your god is a fraud
everyone you knew
everything you've ever done
suffer for your freedom
die by the law
all you sinners
blasphemers
burn in the pit
burn
burn
burn
the lord is my weapon
and i see him shoot pawns
woman is the devil
your god is a fraud
everyone you knew
everything you've ever done
suffer for your freedom
die by the law
save me
save me
save me
save me
save me
save me
save me
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Other Songs Lyrics For 'Otep'
Autopsy Song
Battle Ready
Blood Pig
Blood Pigs
Buried Alive
Emtee
Fillthee
Fillthee
Germ
Gutter
Hooks & Splinters
House of Secrets
Jonestown Tea
Menocide
My Confession
Nein
Possession
Possession
Requiem
Sacrilege
Self-Made
Sepsis
Shattered Pieces
Suicide Trees
T.R.I.C.
T.R.I.C.
The Lord Is My Weapon
The Lord Is My Weapon
Thots
Tortured
Warhead
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