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Christian Machine

free the chosen one Legacy of horror, manifest the son Born into vast plains of fire Beyond the reach of infinite mercy They stand in desperation Nameless forever more... Christians

The bride of Christ awaits Fearless and faithfully ... His infinite mercy ... Behold the man of sorrows, the prince of peace ... Behold almighty God

Conservative Christian, right wing Republican, straight, white, American male. Gay bashin?, black fearin?, poor fightin?, tree killin?, regioal leaders

know anyone Well, Jesus Christ, I'm alone again So what did You do those three days You were dead? 'Cuz this problem's gonna last More than the weekend Well, Jesus Christ

Stanley Next to my Subhumans Gatefold rock I'm not trying to be a jerk But I don't think this record mergers gonna work But when I saw 'Christ On Parade

life The monkey house is waitin' For a christian birth It took seven days babe For all it's worth Chorus x 4 The crowds the noise the auto machines

Yeah.....Yo...... Hey yo my cocaine's whiter than colgate, And when Christ come imma go relocate. Finish off the dimes, Big slabs of crack, writin my

Apartment 223 with body parts under my bed Cut your abdomen out stab your fuckin leather coat I chant while candles burn with robes on You will learn Christian

For the win, been long for so damn long Passports and a carry on Tryin' be home, where haven't we been Tell shawty to get lost or get in [XV - Verse 2] Even Christ