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Holy Water

Death in June

Lesson 1: Misanthropy

1986

be fooled
By a poor man in drag

All you seek are confessions
Like you were a god
Giving rosary beads to the Irish
Giving tambourines

Mexico|poverty is just a row you hoe|hold tight to your rosary beads|Mother Mary can do anything|Daddy wires money from san Antonio|Mama prays for the day he's

Justicia

Byzantine

...And They Shall Take Up Serpents

I fire my malice into the crowd
Dispersing empty shells onto the ground
Screaming as I sling my rosary
Into the noose it has became to be

I

so high
When that rosary gets to jumping
I become entranced
I love to make her sing and watch that Jesus dance
She threw her head back and she
Grabbed

simply said
I can't cry!

(Final Chorus)
Oh oh oh let me be with her please
I said the rosary with each Hail Mary
I'm right next to her obituary
I'm in

Running around and I'm counting my blessings no chain on my neck and no rosary
Living my life and we in a recession pursue to be happy don't come for

You the reason
I don't hoes get closed to me
Had you wrapped around my neck
Just like a rosary
You & Me
I & you
What's it's supposed to be
I jus hope

They got a hold on me

Said what's it gonna be

I said my prayers again

cnd gripped my rosary 


Weekends up you know

Party we good to go

Dub for

"Crash and Burn", by turning their prayers (rosary) to love beads, and about being there for her love and family that loves her.
She can overcome for

You and Me Both

Halloween, Alaska

Too Tall to Hide

2005

and the rosary
Tie the hope chest in chains 
And fasten on the feeling
Find the sun and directory
All we know is never seen 
Like a photo of the evening
What

to bed with the sun
Old bones and rosary stones
cnd all that was once said and done

Oh mercy me
The looking glass looked at me
cnd I saw magic that I

I know that she's falling in
I can see what's happening
And it sinks into my skin

Rosary on the mirror
Of your mothers Chevrolet
Empty bottles

I got the juice and the squeeze
Hop out they know its me
Heart on four degrees
Nobody cold as we
On they neck like rosary
You could never get close

foes and memories
You goin' see me in galleries
The gold chains and rosaries
Say bye to my enemies
I leave you my legacy
This that
Mamba Mentality
My

Sepulture of Hypocrísy

Belphegor

Goatreich-Fleshcult

2005

Drowned in fire
To heal my wounds
I stab the kruzifix
Through your - your forehead

Dead, your god is dead
Strangled with a rosary
Dead, your

the walls of this secret
Gloomy temple
I'm dreaming, counting rosary beads
My sinful recollections are
Wine and bread on wchich I feed

I'm waiting for

I put on my Louis rosary 
And want your body on me 
No other place I'd rather be 
Than ready for another drink 

I'm gonna sit here and Pray
Get on my

rosaries
No angel wrestling involved
But I question his birth
I want to know how it happened
You 15 and locked in your chamber
Isolated by prayer   necessity

your Rosaries off our ovaries
Keep your Rosaries off our ovaries

Not the church
Not the state
People should decide their fate

Not the church
Not

praying the rosaries
No more crying to the wicked dolls
No more false divinity

Give only heed to the open faith
That which seems like wizardry
The only

in
Didn't I learn anything
Counting out my sins on rosary beads?
The reverend plays on the ugly organ
He spews out his sweet and salty sermon

a dress

Ten Hail Mary's from her lips
Rosary running though her fingertips
White linen rustle when she walks
Blessings on the children every
Time she talks

Communion in the church of grease
Cellphone like a rosary
Throbbing bodies pound around
And then nestle into wreaths

What am I gonna do with me

All

that on my Rosary
Flash like diamonds, tell me what you tryna see
Us high beams?, this a pinky though
Washing machine work, I keep a couple lows
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