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				Feb 6th, 2009, 04:10 PM
			
			
			
		
			
			       
				
			
			 
 Are you afraid, afraid to dieDon't be afraid, afraid to try
 Are you afraid to die
 Don't be afraid of suicide
 Just take that razor blade
 And cut your wrist down to the bone
 And die laughing
 Are you afriad, afraid to die
 Don't be afraid, afraid to try
 Suicide
 Suicide
 
 
 And something from my namesake to keep with the God Is Dead Theme:
 God looked down from heaven shook his head and wept
 His flock had gone astray wolves mingling with sheep
 You tried to save man once by sending down a son
 But the bastards nailed him up and laughed at what they’d done
 
 You gang raped mother nature I love a virgins cry
 Blood poured from the earth she suffered and she died
 Rusty scissors still in hand you castrated father time
 Feed his balls to the hounds that drink his cum like wine
 
 God is dead
 
 You’ve taken all my precious gifts
 I gave unto you life from by breath
 You a product of my love
 Your gratitude shown in my death
 
 God is dead
 
 The devil has taken your spirit
 Keeps it chained up in the night
 Tells you that evil is good
 But you will never see the light
 
 God is dead
 
 Eat his body drink his blood then we’ll sing our song of love
 
 Now you come crawling on your hands and knees
 You beg for forgiveness suck me till I bleed
 And for your transgressions heretical blasphemy
 The punishment is damnation you’ll burn interminably
 
 Look what you’ve done to nature
 And what you ’ve done to time
 There’s no more room in hell
 Your sinners you steal what is mine
 
 God is dead
 
 Now the dead walk the earth
 There’s nowhere to hide
 The devil and his disciples
 Rejoice my suicide
 
 God is dead
 
 Bustin’ heads breaking legs smashin’ faces spreading hate
 Screaming out this can’t be real
 Broken bottles chains and knifes bats and pipes to end your life
 Crush you beneath my wheels
 
 And of course no regret give me freedom or give me death
 You’re flirting with disaster
 Riding wild running free no one’s gonna govern me
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