©Parsifalling Paradise
Today today I proclamate,these past sins do accumulate,
forgiveness forgiveness I do seek,
I tried to break out of paradise,
but Im shackled for being meek,
I say to you God is dead
I am a God unto myself
I've wandered where you fear to tread,
your God is stone and on the shelf,
collecting dust from unbelief,
He died because you are the theif,
You pushed Her down so far beneath,
A false satan and your patriarchal greed.
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