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HandmadeGodHandmadeGodFor that viper that grows inside your head she remains there waiting to be fed self made parasite speculating about the end I ask you Can you forgive her ? Back into the womb of this holy woman else pregnant of an enire breed of men afraid to create, to take place and to proceed I ask you Can you forgive them ? They promised me a miracle a private god for me to hold Can you forgive me ? They promised me a miracle someone to really love Can you forgive me ? Your handmade god is back into your womb Is it right to indulge on an ecstasy of creating a god that sees what I see, looks exactly like me, rather what I wanted to be Can you forgive me ? For that viper that grew inside my head for having betrayed you so well Can you forgive me ? They promised me a miracle when all my crimes will be just one but now is gone They promised me a miracle. Back to your womb it feels so cold. |