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Andrew Jackson Jihad – Children Of God lyrics
In came the being-born police
To take the newly undeceased
I was the softened gaze upon a child of God

And the sky was full of teeth
It was a pain, that sweet release
I was the little engine that could
I was a courtroom bomb sniffing dog

And the blood collector collected blood
And the cannibals all sang
Tra-lala-lala-lala-la-lang

They found a weird calling card
In a puddle of body parts
Inside a bowl of angel hearts
That the children were eating

I was a vampire hunter
I was a pregnant mother
I was a tear shed for the ones that died believing

And the blood collector collected blood
And the cannibals all sang
Tra-lala-lala-lala-la-lang

Thunder Dome [?], broken home
Everybody dies alone
I wanna give a shout out to the innocent by standing

And at that corner of my eye
Coming out from the teeth filled sky
With eyes as red as a dog’s asshole when you see it shitting

I saw the children of God
As they walked on slovenly by
The USB ports in their arms were bleeding

And the blood collector collected blood
And the cannibals all sang
I think I can
I think I can
I think I can
I think I can
Tra-lala-lala-lala-la-lang
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