Lyrics:
the minds are under the control No one helps the young ones to escape The worm slides onward to new victims Whom are dished up by their own parents Prelates
behind The world so big and yet so small A place like this was never found Its prelate daze beyond this rage Yearning for a place to belong
up the prelate Constitutional in(e)iquity, Seems like our reality Lost in virtual integrity, And we really don't care The Church is the solution- we
stand in the middle, and the prelates with shorter hats and beards radiated out, with the Archbishop in front of them, and then they began to intone.
from the prelates Shuffled from state to state Moving abomination Another proof your god is a dead word When it comes to those who claim to serve
/No one will tell Red basilica Ignore the idols /Pompous prelate Gyre turning Build an apse /Move trouble about Caducity Red basilica Gilded
the black Hole Egressing the Core of the Sun Confinement Systems disrupted The Prelate of Death re-released Mercury and Venus ravaged Annihilation unleashed
Et superni cives gaudeant De his qui eos Hoc modo imitantur O prelate of the true city Who in the temple with the finial-stone Soaring Heavenwards
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