hi,
here's a song i wrote...tell me what you think...i don't think it's perfect yet, i'm sure i'll change some things



MALICE OF OUR SAVIOUR

There's a monkey in my head,
planning my every move,
i am your saviour,
crucify me before i can help,
there's shit before our eyes, but
i see behind your plastic smiles,
commit suicide before i can tell,
we're all gonna roast in hell,
god hates us anyway, and
this way it's gonna stay!!!
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Ref:
You looked at me,
you looked at me and then you smiled,
but i'm not stupid,
i saw the hatred in your eyes,
you can be true to me,
i'm never gonna change,
god's spreading his lies, but
i'll always be your anti-christ
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There's a game god likes to play,
it's called beat the sinners,
the lord doesn't know salvation,
god's wicked malice is killing us all!!!
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The monkey says i should kill you,
the monkey sais i should kill myself,
PARANOIA!!! My death is foresaken,
LAFE!!! For granted it's taken!!!
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There's sio much malice in this world,
all i can love is you,
you ain't robotized, drug tested,
christianity has not yet manifested,
jesus left you untouched,
you are your own saviour, they'll hunt you down!!!
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Polas once wrote a magnificent song about evil beatniks that worshiped Miracle Whip. It was a metaphor for our society, and .... how we are TOTALLY obsessed with Miracle Whip. Polas took such good care of it while writing it in order to hide it from the Commies, that he hid it in an empty tub of Miracle Whip. Then, just as Polas had been ready to administer the final touches, and release the greatest song of all time into the world, he discovered he had actually placed it into a full tub of Miracle Whip. Ohh, the cruel, cruel irony. Polas is now going to write a new song, about this angst-ridden experience. This time, he'll hide it in his boxer shorts. It cannot fail.