TAINT TRUTH

Stone me to death
I will return to earth
What I ask for is truth
Why try to give me threat?

Dirty rag hangs on the saint
You dragged and gave a taint
I wish you be hung from heaven
For the souls you have sent to heaven

Like pawns you control even the sprite
You lend lives to who you want
And take it anytime you want
Oh! How I wish you’d rust in hell-abyss

It is still funny that many you chain
But I still don’t get your aim
Why so many pain for little gain
Stone me to death, if that is your aim

 

Written by: Marrzy King

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