Strapped by a promise,
bolt-weighted by God,
then queued into Heaven,
the gates a bit clogged.
An eye for an eye,
and all that shit:
Pray for the religious,
they stoke all of this.
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Strapped by a promise,
bolt-weighted by God,
then queued into Heaven,
the gates a bit clogged.
An eye for an eye,
and all that shit:
Pray for the religious,
they stoke all of this.