"The Lord? he's a liar, pity liar"

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Remember them
Oh god the burning souls
Lord Samir please
Mercy on the poor girl
Her body has been taken apart
Oh Lord Samir says
"Pray for the lost soul of the child who couldn't make it"
And the dark house burns
His skin taken apart too
Like his little sister
Watches like they watched her
Laugh at the pain of the boy who killed her
Oh his skin hurts
Turns into a bloody red
And the dark house burns
Oh Lord Samir
You can't pray for the poor lost souls anymore
There's way too many
Oh Lord Samir
Be the everyone's saint
And pray
Pray for the rest of your life
Of sins you have made
Pray for them
Pray for us
Oh Lord Samir

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