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Preacher's Paradox

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Dirty blows in traitor's mind
Lots of gold-plated chapel walls
The target, a sinner, a blind man
Offering ostia as angels fall
A contract is torn with saints
Selling rivers and seas of illusions
Cheapest price of your souls
In this cradle of corruption

A handshake with dirty nails
Drowned and diluted in a storm
Humans don't assume their faults
And you're deceived before we're born
Deposit your last coins here
And I'll take you to paradise
You will lose all your fears
Which will take you to suicide

You will be forgiven
The deceiver tеlls you
That is just the beginning
Of your death as wеll

He claims to be sent by God
He claims to be the master of truth
A strength that clears the fog
Blind faith and all forms of abuse
Mandatory salvation
I can't afford the truth
Light is a deception
Only sadness will rule

Dirty blows in traitor's mind
Lots of gold-plated chapel walls
The target, a sinner, a blind man
Offering ostia as angels fall
A contract is torn with saints
Selling rivers and seas of illusions
Cheapest price of your souls
In this cradle of corruption

A handshake with dirty nails
Drowned and diluted in a storm
Humans don't assume their faults
And you're deceived before we're born
Deposit your last coins here
And I'll take you to paradise
You will lose all your fears
Which will take you to

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