Grammatrain

Grammatrain - Undivine Election lyrics

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unholy finger you piont at evry one
and you sit alone on your moral throne
none do you serve so you've become your own

you must have died
you must have died
you must have died
to have your foolish pride

black cross within, imagination
while you rid the world of your every sin
so have you become our redemption
a self-righteous master of undivine election
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Nothing Simple Music

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Released in: 1994

Language: English

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