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[00:26.30]They called me the man with the blood of Christ honesty,
[00:30.35]But tonight I drink with heathens and our, our finest blasphemies.
[00:48.85]In wine there's truth but in silence there's surrender,
[00:52.44]A screaming for the silence in stunned suspicious terror.
[00:56.16]Built a temple in my life and used God to seal the pillars,
[00:59.88]After twenty years of fighting young heretics and killers.
[01:03.59]I watch my temple fall to pieces at the first signs of oncoming weather.
[01:11.42]Fell to my knees like Jesus in the cave, knew I would die.
[01:17.67]But my lips could only say "I'm not your son, so why have you forsaken me?"
[01:28.91]There's a hole in my heart but it just makes me unholy.
[01:33.42]Crucified that night and I walked away with alter-egos,
[01:39.50]Like the prison priest who preached his dead and buried gospel.
[02:01.13]With my faith in ruins my duty still breathes strong,
[02:04.70]I'm a parrot in a cage saying prayers to belong...
[02:15.21]To a textbook of my crying, lying, dying history.
[02:19.27]A textbook of my crying, lying, dying history.
[02:23.63]A textbook of my crying...
[02:27.35]A textbook of my lying...
[02:31.62]A textbook of my dying...
[02:35.57]A textbook of my history.
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