To Die Is To Live Under Your Control Poem by Steve Black
To Die Is To Live Under Your Control
Your in charge
And I grow hatred
I'm in charge
And I feel sacred
Christ Illusion
Septic Tanks
Under your control
The nation burnt and sank
To live in my state of mind
Is peace and tranquility
To live in your control
Is agonizing hell
I like your world
{{I'm Not Satanic, I'm an aetheist so no criticization please}}
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