I got baptized
to be free of my sins
dipped my fingertips in the blood-filled basins
don't roam the church corridor at night,
'cause the priest is a beast and his son sees the light.
I got baptized
to be free of my sins
dipped my fingertips in the blood-filled basins
don't roam the church corridor at night,
'cause you'll wake up the whore looking for your time.
Pray for salvation,
sheild their eyes from the darkness,
they can't know who you throw
to the devil's carcass.
Leave them to be beaten,
know they'll fucking love it,
'cause they sold their dirty souls in order to covet.
You're a bloody sinner,
take the sacrament,
eat the blood and body of Christ,
go repent.
If it's a hospital for the sinners,
not a playground for the saints,
why do the swings on the swingset only swing one way?
I got baptized
'cause it was all I knew
but it's funny, the amount of times they lied about the truth
don't search the halls for the calls that you hear,
they'll reveal what they steal from those living in fear.
I got baptized
so I could be saved
too bad all that I had was taken away
don't let them see who you wanted to be,
or the hell they promise will be all that's left of me.
-GS
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