Leave all your inhibitions,

Your broken dreams and good intentions.

Not to mention, your bad religion,

Your salvation versus your alcoholic traditions.

All in vain.

Praying for patience and abstinence,

When we’re all just fucking friends and intolerant.

Preaching to the masses whom are so lost in their ignorance

Spitting venom of repentance.

Leave them at the door, or where you confess.

Here, we don’t fight or judge.

We don’t spit hopes of deliverance if you embrace that your existence is a sin.

Here, we give reason and offer rationalization.

You are your own savior, you’re Buddha, you’re Jesus, you’re Allah, you’re Alpha Omega.

Here, where the sinners, outcasts, lepers, and misfits of society huddle to contest our misfortunes to the heavens.

Welcome home, this is our church, this is our world.

This is reality.

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