Dropped from the sky. Came to earth. To clean your minds. And serve your hate. Say your prayers. Bring your child. Save your souls. I know what you've done. You try to rule our lives. You want to gain control. You use a son of god. To bring this hate. You blind us with his name You treat us like a game. Your story is a shame on our end.
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