The Art Of Confession(Genocide, Natural, and EndSane)

Natural · 05-09-2013, 08:35 PM

Natural:
Bless me Father for i have sinned, it has been two
years since my last confession.

Priest Genocide:What sins have you committed?

My mind is morbid and a screw loose out in
orbit
I practice voodoo and summon forces of evil
Sources
I'm remorseless when i torture humans till
rigamortis
My back yard is full of buried corpses and
crosses
I worship satin and abuse all of my anti
Psychotics
I steal just about anything i can fit in my
Pocket
I'm constantly dishonest and have sex without
condoms
Father please help me im tellin ya i got real
problems

Priest Genocide:
First of all son, listen, i ain't ya typical priest
I've been through the same shit, and had to visit police
But you've got different belief's, let me examine'em closer
seems ur only sry cause the weight's to big to bear on ur shoulders
I mean -I'm terribly older, and know the different escapes
You thinking you can find forgiveness for they dig you a grave
This shit isn't a game, so think fore you become the armed robber
Go say some damn hail marries, and a couple our fathers.

EndSane:
Forgive me father for i have sinned. It has been two months since my last confession.

Priest Genocide:What sins have you committed?

See I've doubled the slaughter it was subtle no bother
When the trouble muddled I become the imposter
struggled with lager, I drank til I was in a puddle of slobber
Always finding trouble cause I was a stumbling monster
Enraged and vulgar, I was never humble or proper
The more I indulged in myself made me dumber and hotter
Stuttered my words as I past out on a motherless daughter
Took her to my room and then woke up chugging some water

Priest Genocide..
Come on young man, all this drinking's only killing ur soul
The pain dies off drunk, while the hand in hand illnesses don't
Used to share the same images though, I medicated myself
Prayed to god, and I was taught my own hatred was hell
And as I drank from the well, where all the alcohol flows
Face first, passed out from a thirst I never knew how to control
So trust me -your about to explode, its self disposal of life
Go to the pew, get on your knees, and do the rosary twice

05-09-2013, 08:35 PM	#1
Natural Senior Member Join Date: Apr 2013 Posts: 659 Rep Power: 0	The Art Of Confession(Genocide, Natural, and EndSane) Natural: Bless me Father for i have sinned, it has been two years since my last confession. Priest Genocide:What sins have you committed? My mind is morbid and a screw loose out in orbit I practice voodoo and summon forces of evil Sources I'm remorseless when i torture humans till rigamortis My back yard is full of buried corpses and crosses I worship satin and abuse all of my anti Psychotics I steal just about anything i can fit in my Pocket I'm constantly dishonest and have sex without condoms Father please help me im tellin ya i got real problems Priest Genocide: First of all son, listen, i ain't ya typical priest I've been through the same shit, and had to visit police But you've got different belief's, let me examine'em closer seems ur only sry cause the weight's to big to bear on ur shoulders I mean -I'm terribly older, and know the different escapes You thinking you can find forgiveness for they dig you a grave This shit isn't a game, so think fore you become the armed robber Go say some damn hail marries, and a couple our fathers. EndSane: Forgive me father for i have sinned. It has been two months since my last confession. Priest Genocide:What sins have you committed? See I've doubled the slaughter it was subtle no bother When the trouble muddled I become the imposter struggled with lager, I drank til I was in a puddle of slobber Always finding trouble cause I was a stumbling monster Enraged and vulgar, I was never humble or proper The more I indulged in myself made me dumber and hotter Stuttered my words as I past out on a motherless daughter Took her to my room and then woke up chugging some water Priest Genocide.. Come on young man, all this drinking's only killing ur soul The pain dies off drunk, while the hand in hand illnesses don't Used to share the same images though, I medicated myself Prayed to god, and I was taught my own hatred was hell And as I drank from the well, where all the alcohol flows Face first, passed out from a thirst I never knew how to control So trust me -your about to explode, its self disposal of life Go to the pew, get on your knees, and do the rosary twice Last edited by Natural; 10-25-2013 at 05:06 PM.