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2003-06-13 - 5:47 a.m. grind the logs, chew the branches bind and dog all the chances the ASPLUNDH machine is is coming in from the ranches don't mean to twist your pants but it's a word to the wise pruning back obstructions from the power lines sever the connections to be pulverized tradewinds and convections are the alibis for the surgical extraction of the wood's demise forget about reaction can you see the skies? the stormclouds that are looming right before your eyes!? the way that time is zooming by the passerbys no way that I'll be rooming with those asshole guys Sodom is the city and her future looks bright! you oughtta see the way the angels torch up the night so sing it, it's all right baby it's alright! I thank my secret missives that I didn't write the glory is permissive in the clear blue light and I pray for you who's missing out on this cool site you're avoiding the true issue and you won't do it right but the purging of the threshing floor is here to break it down the converging of the flesh-ring war is coming to your town circumcision of the outer for the spirit man within with precision, cure the doubter for he'll hear it man, begin! will you cling to skin that cleaves to every natural disease or cut that puppy off~!!! see, it's easy, dude -- I tease but here's a little turn-on for the life you live at ease you know the one, when work is done and you do as you please? once you have the mastermind at work within your soul you can kick it back and so unwind because God's in control � � |