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*Your living god*
I am your living god
I am your parking lot
I am your special friend
I am your living end
Let hope against hope evoke the end of the rope!
I'll keep you cold to the truths I made
Keep you numb to the price you've paid
Such things I'll keep from you
Such pain I'll help you through
For my children I will build a fence
And things will all make sense
Pity's sake let's you quake to your lord who's a fake!
My sweet sweet flock dashed itself opon the rock!
LISTEN TO THE VOICE THAT DOESN'T TALK!