The Evangelist - Spawn of Possession.mp3

[00:45.64]Sleeping pills can keep one drowsy, shut out the angst and feel but nothing
[00:52.52]Yet to find total closure for terrors of the past, a saddened man now entered the hospital at last
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[01:00.17]Ninth door to the left, laid all answers to what had kept him drunk for all those years
[01:07.26]A gently knocking but no answer, hesitated for a second then turned the knob and stepped inside
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[01:15.59]In front of him a well made bed, in it a woman sleeping, he pulled up a chair
[01:22.63]So fragile and so helpless, he took her hand and held it and whispered in her ear
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[01:30.59]“My dear Ms. Sinclair, you are my mother and a whore of evil
[01:34.23]How could you leave me there in that old church, why
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[01:44.73]My first vague memories of Father Dorian and me on my knees
[01:51.17]He stole my boyhood early, him and the other priests
[01:54.69]While preaching I was dirty and needed to be cleansed
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[02:08.09]Baptized my young face with soggy semen every evening while tears ran
[02:12.74]Alternated with violent whipping in God’s name, I was a child of shame.
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[02:49.40]Dorian, he sodomized my weak and childish body
[02:56.48]The cross went inside my ravished rear end and bent me open
[03:12.20]Those yellow teeth still haunt my dreams
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[03:35.54]Caged from daylight inside a cellar, he kept me locked up‘til pleasure he craved
[03:43.52]I know God’s light is shining but this molested soul will never see a heaven that I am certain of
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[03:51.21]My dear Ms. Sinclair, you are my mother and a whore of evil
[03:54.58]How could you leave me there in that old church, why
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[04:05.86]Then one night I noticed he’d forgotten to lock the doors and I saw my chance
[04:10.53]I sneaked out and ran off, foggy air, morning dark, the grass was wet
[04:15.45]I’d been there for so long, not sure of my age, the wicked Father D. may he burn in hell
[04:29.23]You must die oh spiteful bitch, you put me there.”
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[04:36.57]Solo
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[05:13.13]Slowly she opened her eyes and stared at him silent at first
[05:19.34]Felt she was squeezing his hand, the wrinkly old hag
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[05:25.12]“My dear boy, my dear Edward let me tell you of your past
[05:31.34]Please son ease down, sit down and listen to me
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[05:51.73]I was born where you grew up, daughter of Father Dorian
[05:57.97]His line of blood runs deep, deeper than you can possibly imagine
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[06:06.43]Night after night he robbed me of pride
[06:11.80]Pleasing his need, a child of his breed that never could smile
[06:17.78]Instead of playing with a dolly I had to play with him
[06:27.48]In my mouth I can still taste his salt veiny skin
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[06:48.68]Barely fertile yet daily raped, his holy seed
[06:53.81]Finally my girly womb managed to impregnate
[07:03.62]My father, my lover had now made me a mother
[07:07.38]As he delivered my baby I wept to God
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[07:25.06]Solo
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[08:02.54]I left the church right after my baby boy was born
[08:05.84]I was replaced by my infant to be my father’s toy
[08:09.21]That toy was you dear Edward and I’m glad I left you there
[08:12.75]Our Father’s love for his children can never be compared.”