.H with a capital Hate
Out catching souls and drilling holes and
It can make you feel like Jesus
'Til that sword gets driven in
Stepped over on the homeless night
They sprayed the wall my desperate friend
Tried to climb in vain
They felt his pulse, they swept him clean away
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