1.
In ages gone and so far all along...
They violated my maternity and stole my song
They prayed to each other, for each other
Those among the holy crowd
Reptilian and aloud
Well, well, well...
Feel the scene then of a beggars charm
He found God w/ a needle in his arm
No sweet decay
No stifled replay
Fly w/ the storms my greatest of the lesser ones
2.
In end, the truth
Blender-blood for keepsake
Serpentine trophy.
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