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Nowadays sinners

On hold for a while. 

On the table. 

Sinners line up. 
Sinners get fucked. 

Nowadays it's to hard to tell what qualities lead  you to heaven, and what actions dam you to hell. 

The law of fraud, to love and not share. 

Mix the blend. 
Mix the blood. 

Sinners shed there evil on the clean. 

Nowadays all is dirty viruses.
 
Sin is load and clear, the masses are screaming be fair. Be fair. 
Equality you are there within the death rates. 

Who is more guilty than the eye of the beholder. 

Where sacred grounds are happening from all the new grave sights. 

Cemetery. Has a good view, no houses can invest no alive can infest. 

Visit with flowers only. 
We cry allot on sacred grounds. 
Rip on most, not labeled sinner or saint. 

No one writes anything but loved. Much loved, much missed. 
Nowadays what has changed sin. 
Just displayed a hell of allot more. 
Nowadays what has changed good deeds. 
Just hopes uncertainty that its possible to graduate into the afterlife. 

For none have not sinned. 
For none have not hurt. 
For none have not had pain. 

For none of them are worthy of name. 
Nowadays freedom is in your mind only. 

Now you can blame, don't use it. 
Now you can think evil, just don't go through with it. 

Now the list of sins is more than a mile long seven deadly has jumped to fourteen. 

The ten commandments are 20. 21 nowadays . 

 

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