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…even Jesus would be unable to stomach his stench
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Being a child is a gift, being a son takes growth…deliberate growth
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…And I feel the soot hit a nerve in my brain
My blood running cold, veins bulging out,
I hold a few of my sane thoughts before giving in to the insanity that grips me… -
‘’You whore! You are beyond redemption”, they cried
“Shameless swine, your generation is cursed”
“How dare she sleep with the priest; she probably lured him with those lips” -
Any and every body who calls himself a Pastor is off limits
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And this time I picked up my club…
Walked boldly into the enemy’s hub.
While I beamed this time, it was he who flinched. -
Raise your glass Lucifer; this is goodbye
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…I watched as my last ruins melted into black soot
Taking with it the condemnation of my gory past. -
The man who believes
Seated far above, saved in the arms of a perfect saviour
Authority given, kingdoms for the taking
In the name of the son, hearts ablaze -
I think one of the major reasons we seem to find it hard to preach to guys who are all out and deep on the other side of the divide is we don’t ever really talk about our own time on the other side of the divide