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The Porridgeface
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Hallowed Be Thy Shame
Give us our daily dread Deliver us from upheaval Raise your fist, pugilist Power to the people
I am an anarchist Anti-Christ is my device To resist is to exist Lying ripe on the vine
Romantic and Satanic Subtle, yet so sublime To swear is divine
Carnal knowledge Now at the hour of death... There are no winners
Our father who art in Hell Thy kingdoms come Thy kingdoms burn All fear his name
Our Fathers depart to Hell Wallowing in their shame Their kingdoms conquered Warmongers still play the game
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Feigned open hostility Verbal razors cut deep
Praise for the sinners Now with the power Our dearth is inhabited...
Our failures who often endeavor Hallowed be their shame Time's will be undone Wise, we will be one Unearthed as it is forever Give us our daily dread Deliver us from upheaval Raise your fist, pugilist Power to the people
Our father who art in Hell Thy kingdoms come Thy kingdoms burn All fear his name
Our Fathers depart to Hell Wallowing in their shame Their kingdoms conquered Warmongers still play the game
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