You ask me to wear wings of an angel, if I asked would you wear devils horns
You want me to surrender my pleasures, do you wear a crown of thorns
Your words in stone written, your tongue the finger of God, with it orders spell
You asked me to follow you to heaven would you follow me to hell
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