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He is crossed,

Follow in blood,

So holy blood,

Follow, follow.

I do not feel this love

That flows down from above.

To love everybody is

Like loving no one.

The omniscent knows nothing

When i tremble with fear.

And this fear comes from the world,

And the world was created.

The righteous signs he with bible,

Then kills in the name of god,

At the church'es gates.

Will the second become my name?

This is not the god,

Who lives inside me,

Who leads my hand,

Who will kill me...

... In a minute...

... But I need him...

He is crossed,

Follow him, blind.

In innocent blood.

I curse you!