Sunday Service

I have nowhere to go on a Sunday morning.

No chants or prayers.

My soul is resting at home with me.

Fires of Hell are waiting.

Abyss of nothingness is counting me in.

My Sundays are free.

No chants or prayers.

My soul is resting at home with me.

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