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Westboro

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Westboro

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If gos existed you'd be the first one he'd hate.

Your religion is an infection of the weak-minded.

You're a herd of sheep

Fallen prey to the disease of fools.

So fucking pray.

Lighter fluid washes away your tears

As we burn your fucking family alive.

I look at you with a smile on my face

I flick the match as I walk away.

I flick the match as I walk away.

There is no washing my hands of this

So don't fucking pray for my forgiveness

I bow to no man

I regret nothing.

I repent nothing I'm a hollow shell of the man I used to be.

This is not a fucking trend for me.

It's just what I believe.

I really meant it when I fucking said,

"Get on your fucking knees"

This is not a fucking trend for me.

It's just what I believe.

I really meant it when I fucking said,

"Get on your fucking knees"

You preached a corrupt sermon

Now your mass will be held in hell.

There will be no protesting this

We will burn down your institution.

We're here to emancipate your mind,

While we desecrate your shrine.

You can pray for your god to save you but right now you're fucking mine.

We're here to emancipate your mind,

While we desecrate your shrine.

You can pray for your god to save you but right now you're fucking mine.

You're fucking mine.

Kneel down and taste the pain

Choking on butane

You create this hell on Earth, you fuel the fire

Proof your god has a sense of humor.

Proof your god has a sense of humor.

Oh, man-made gos, wash the cancer of men off the earth again.

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