.Fat priests become the purulent flux of the church
Disfigured, desecrated, spitten upon the cross
We hate this god before whom the pauper kneel
Steel our heart, steel our soul in ardent desire for death
Not even born in the womb restrained to their death
Sick of his face on .
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