repent and recant
all your posessions and
feeble-minded knick-knacks
possessively playing the passive
role of the perfect little wife
repent and recant
your head will not be emptied
no savior son no savoire faire
to taste light in life
on top of the world
repent and recant
on your knees in the kitchen
the oven is still broken
no meat for your family no
not this day
repent and recant
the company you are keeping
spilling bloodfrom hildren's eyes
sacrificial knife your own
chopping board the base of guillotine
repent and recant
your sins before me
taste the forgiveness lying deep
within my cunt
the first piece you take
repent and recant
before your father returns
and sees the mess
that you've made of mother
dead women don't clean house
repent and recant
a bittersweet redemption lies
awaiting to acquit
your holy soul O my child
what have you done
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