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Those Poor Bastards
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Thee Beginning
Some folks don't fit With any crowd They get lumped together With those they hate This is a story Of a man like that Obscure and violent And obscene A man of God A cannibal Of these grim facts You're now aware Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com He hated man But adored beasts Held at the mercy Of such fools So grab your holy water Pour it on your head Your filthy carcass Can't be cleansed You are worthless
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