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Brimstone - Refrain
by Jean Ann Donnel
Not really living,
just doing my time,
retrieving souls,
on my skin their sign.
Why the horror,
why the pain?
Earth seems like Hades,
so much the same.
The devil gives orders,
but God call the shots.
The law that man follows,
shouldn't be random slots.
Why the horror,
why the pain?
The world should be better,
this seems insane.
Little things matter,
you mustn't think they don't.
Music, poetry, candy and
the freedom to vote.
Why the horror,
Why the pain?
Dealing with the devil,
makes treachery mundane.
The blind priest knows you,
he sees without eyes.
The path to heaven,
makes you give up the lies.
Why the horror,
why the pain?
Heaven is calling,
evil on the wain.
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