blackened blood that stains this bed
my sweet addiction i thee wed
you will work
i will win
i will drink in all your sin
till gallon drunk i hit the ground
your reason rhymes with pence and pounds
money makes morality
your dividends
my decency
your cheapest cut is sweet corrosion
the interest due is never frozen
pass the bill
have your thrill
there's a pill for all your ills
you will condemn
i'll convert
you will preach
i will pervert
lay on your face
and beg
that the mercy of god
will come upon you
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