Eulogy

Will you?
Will you now?
Would you die for me?

Don't you fuckin' lie.
Don't you step out of line.
Don't you fuckin' lie.

You 've claimed all this time that you would die for me.
Why then are you so surprised when you hear your own eulogy?

You had alot to say.
You had alot of nothing to say.

Come down.
Get off your fuckin cross.
We need the fuckin space to nail the next fool martyr.
To ascend you must die.
You must be crucified
For your sins and your lies.
Goodbye...


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