My cup runneth over

Like blood from a stone

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These stand for me

Name your god and bleed the freak

I like to see

How you all would bleed for me

When the pig runs slower

Let the arrow fly

When the sin lies bolder

I'll pluck out thine eye

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If you scorn my lover

Satan got your thigh

If you steal in hunger

I will kick you when you try

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