This is nothing but the wish of God himself
You can’t even fathom how much he has in store for you up in heaven
His arms will be the comfort you need, his words the love that will be fed to you
Remember that there is no such thing as pain, just different kinds of wait and longing
Your birthplace is seized by all the wrong gods, but mine will shove money up your little ass

Listen to our normative angels snoring on top of a divine background of swelling organ notes
Their rings ripe with eyes can’t be bothered to wake up
Because the affordable production of goods makes many people’s cocks hard
And you are one of the chosen soldiers for this cause
Young heroes deserve redemption well beyond the grave
When dripping desire is finally ready to be satisfied
Don’t miss your parents because they got rid of you for the sauce
It’s your new almighty God who you should miss now
A fatherly figure who will heal your wounds, fix your twisted fingers and your missing teeth
But for now you know what to do
For the time being your goal is to keep this rolling

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