HEAVENLYENERGY

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I'm not a heathen, I'm just a cloak-and-dagger
A mystery to anybody who has witnessed me, you don't know me better
Envision me behind the bars of where the prison be
...Now the scolding ladder
The next hill that I have to climb, or to decide between guilt or to have my nine
Keep my gun equipped for my temple, so at least when I shoot, I shoot for God
...A Crucifix is my pencil
I keep my piece in case I need to keep my peace
Put my Demons to rest, maybe not long until I can't afford to wrestle with these
Blood covers my silhouette, a beautiful sight that'd only take seconds to reach
God forgive me for my sinful thoughts
But these are all places that I've been before, torture I've seen before
Don't have the will to promise I won't sin no more
But life is to live I thought
It's a sin to not want to live no more, and a sin if you want to live some more
My apologies for the cryptology
I pray to God that God follows me... That's all
But God forgive me, for all these Demons riding with me
Some personal, some friends, some dying with me
Nobody, nowhere, is fighting with me
So if I die, I die, that's something that I can live with
...As crazy as that sounds, but I guess I'm crazy as that now
Nobody to save me but the God that I have found
If he feels like it, but beggars can't be choosers
Most importantly defectors can't be ruling
But Satan's on my mind, and the Prince of Pride isn't losing...

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