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Thursty murder is befitted to god
The creator of universe has the right to kill all
Trample the mankind as worms
Oh I feel this spiritual need
Soe people see loving father in him
Non suspecting what lives in hell
Someone can say I believe only in myself
I cannot say who o them is worse
The act of god they will die
Crushed d*mned unforgiven
We are created for carnage
Paradise blooms when we die
If he has killed his only son
Why do you think he loves you?