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Cross on your brow
Means you repent
Another day older
And deeper descent
Believe the Christ Spider
Satan draws near
Obey talking snakes
And there’s nothing to fear
When the sirens sound
You won’t have to ask
I’ll tuck you gently
Into your bed of black ash
Minus the mark
You’ll be destroyed
Discarded like refuse
A child’s broken toy
Job said to God:
“I abhor a vacuum”
God answered Job:
“I just loathe humans”
When the sirens sound
You won’t have to ask
I’ll tuck you gently
Into your bed of black ash
Forty days in the wilderness
Turn into forever
Farewell to the flesh
To the lives we have severed
On flattened fairgrounds
It’s a Big Carnival Day
Explosions all around
So you can’t hear me as I say
When the sirens sound
You won’t have to ask
I’ll tuck you gently
Into your bed of black ash
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