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Can you heal the burning feeling
Going under coming out
Anger hatred scorn revulsion
Tear your common sense apart
Jealousy is said to be the offspring of love (A.W. Hare, J. C. Hare, Guesses
at
truth)
Spearing your precious sense
Your reason just melts
Holding possession of being
All youâre believing is wrath
But the fruit of of the spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness.
A tranquil heart gives life to the flesh, but envy makes bones rot. (Galatians 5:22)
In a while your worst fear will be teasing you at night
In a while youâll completely forget your tranquil heart
Breathing up to death
Give it up âcause you canât take no more
Live in fear and pain
The possession greed is now in your head
Youâre mad
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- Quest for Ideal (EP)