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No Deceiving Karma

I listen to these lies.
Through a mouth I despise.
Even though my doubts are eating me.
Alive.
You preach us your beliefs.
With a false accuracy.
Never thinking about what we could do.
If we found out you spoke words untrue.
It’s about time we started to conspire.
You dug your grave, fit for a liar.
Follow us, your deathbed awaits.
In only a few moments, hell will open its gates.





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