VATICAN DYSANGILE LYRICS
Red-inked log entry, negligently left,
Nervously written, half torn, ripped and dirtied...
Drunken statements of yet a firm resolution.
"If divine revelation
Simply means adjusting your brain to hear
What your heart already knows."
No wonder I'm thoroughly fucked and hollow,
My heart being deaf, dumb and blind...
And as such, it will be impossible for me to back down.
I can't, my conscience simply won't allow me to.
Soothingness is all I'm seeking now;
And concerning these particular basic needs of mine
"I would still vouch for that shooter-girl
Curves hell-bent on acknowledging my resolve."
I need to immerse myself,
To indulge my sense,
Never will I deny this choice...
I was blessed to receive,
Merrily torturing me.
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