Maggot feasts - salvation
Religious - penetration
A priest hunts for the youth
The youth hunts for the truth
They fill us full of lies
We'll cut them down to size
And not before we pull him from his throne
I awoke on a concrete bed
To the smell of piss and bile
I ripped him from his cross
His face had turned so vile
He threw his head back and laughed
And said he's the thorn in all our heads
The thoughts he'd deliver at night
When we're lying in our beds
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