Came to earth.
To clean your minds.
And serve your hate.
Say your prayers.
Bring your child.
Save your souls.
I know what you've done.
You try to rule our lives.
You want to gain control.
You use a son of God.
To bring this hate.
You blind us with his name.
You treat us like a game.
Your story is a shame on our end.
Dropped from the sky. Came to earth. To clean your minds. And serve your hate. Say your prayers. Bring your child. Save your souls. I know what you've done. You try to rule our lives. You want to gain control. You use a son of God. To bring this hate. You blind us with his name. You treat us like a game. Your story is a shame on our end. Explain Request ×
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