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letra de folie de grandeur - maewyn

take, from their pockets emptied out
the charitable and the guilty
choking on saint’s hands inside their mouths
the excommunicated limbs
operate in secret
we knocked and knocked, but no one ever answers it

i can hear you move inside
fumbling for the curtains
turning out the lights

abandon the widows and let them rot
without a father, the orphans are a lost cause
eat up the body, drink up the blood
drunk with the power you’re stealing from god

“trеat all the same”
“meet you wherе you’re at”
“come as you are”
that’s what they say

but they spit in the face
of the ones who have no name
the impoverished, and the beggarly
the deficient and the lame
taking photos to save face
for the sinners they became
acting high and holy
for sectarian undue praise
abandon the widows and let them rot
without a father, the orphans are a lost cause
eat up the body, drink up the blood
drunk with the power you’re stealing from god
you’re raping the pockets of the poor and the desperate
you heard all the teachings but somehow you still missed it
you’re eating your brothers and sisters alike
when you get to heaven, will he respond in kind?

- maewyn

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