I used to hear them

Believing in their

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But then I heard the voices

Chanting louder

Like a pounding drum

Like a knife in the back

(sinnersinnersinnergoingto H E L L )

And I felt so sick

So betrayed

I covered my hands with dirt

To wash away the soap


And watched as it went


Beneath the s u r f a c e


To be seen again