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Unpure Thoughts Oh, I'm having unpure thoughts And I'll let you guess them all It might be a murderous dream Or bathing in blood with my queen Oh,
Born into misery Unpure Corrupt legacy Unpure Distinct and volatile Suffer Deserving punishment Suffer We are sin Passed down And ignored We are
I don’t really wanna die soon Life’s so hard that I’ll have to I don’t wanna die, I’m sure I don’t stop, my thoughts are all unpure My life makes
'Cause they are free of thoughts unpure And of thoughts unkind Gentleness clears the soul Love cleans the mind And makes it free Oh, happiness is
'Cause they are free of thoughts unpure And of thoughts unkind Gentleness clears the soul Love cleans the mind And makes it free Oh, happiness is
and we must make a stand Black Soul Devil Spawn inhabit this land The unpure of heart will fall by your hand Here there be witches, save our Souls have
(uncut!) You get indulgence for your cash A smart and working plot (o, god!) I'll desecrate the church once more Though it's unpure enough In nomine Satanas
When the night falls, Mary walks the streets. When she gets your attention, you'll meet the beast. Oh heavenly creature. Black as the night. Unpure
of things unpure, unchaste I want to fuck you like a dog I'll take you home and make you like it Everything you ever wanted Everything you ever thought
Sinner, unpure Lash of blood Cold and hot In Your veins! Screaming within Your soul The pain You breathe, the life You leave Please take it away from me!
As a silhouette of frigid figure, at the heart of winter I am now unpure No light,no fire to guides me through these path's... In cold season of infinite sorrow,
see your face I think of things unpure unchaste I want to fuck you like a dog I'll take you home and make you like it Everything you ever wanted
On soulless flesh With razor wings Ravishing your dreams A haze of grey A fenix rising Above ashes of souls The redeemer of blood And flesh unpure
of things unpure, unchased I want to fuck you like a dog Take you home and make you like it Everything you ever wanted Everything you ever thought
The first and fifth-teenth so insecurr Cut that coke 'til it's so unpure We all need furs by December the third Cause you heard Chicago winters is extra burr
stars and hearin whistles One shot from a little junky ass twenty-two will tear a whole in your gristle won't stay to state side Cause the unpure fall
and there ain't no cure We observe this world's filth, therefore we're un-pure My life is like a bad dream I can't seem to shake Only my peoples who are
tear a whole in your gristle won't stay to state side 'Cause the unpure fall off the fall by the way side So stay your a** on the plate side
un-pure My life is like a bad dream I can't seem to shake Only my peoples who are Equal understand or relate The way we live is never planned It just
a jolly good time Crazy days, but you'll get me through And here I'll stay holding on to you Now you can be sure Our thoughts unpure Will unlock
No more of the unpure I got the cure for this mess The wackness is spreadin' like the plague MC's lucked up and got paid but still can't make
a jolly good time Crazy days, but you'll get me through And here I'll stay holding on to you Now you can be sure Our thoughts unpure Will unlock
Our thoughts unpure Will unlock the door And we will have a jolly good time It can happen in any season We don't need any reason To sit around
Little chips in your arms Body movement, metal metallic, unpure .. Robots (little robots) Stiff arms, kneecaps, oil (R-O-be -O-T) (R-O-be
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