You use the dial like this
Pray for my pocket
Pay me for my vices now
Shitty preachers
Waiting for your coin
Either Visa or Barclays bank
Testicles of Jehovah satyr
Plague of this fucked up society
In hope shielding itself
And the illusion sucking
Not even an immortal soul, asking for forgiveness
I think you don't deserve to breathe
They take advantage of the helpless
Laughing at you

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