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by
Wm West
Ah come to the nectar in bottles or cans
Lofty things it will promise invisible demands
Call it your Redeemer, surrender your soul
Open Hell's flood gates until you behold
Here is addiction just thirty pieces the fare
O
come to my fountain enter my lair
Liquid Iron Maiden deceive me again
Insanity your offspring damnation your friend
Seek and lament for those pleasure you gave
My nectar my venom my solace the grave
 John
10:9 I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall
go in and out, and find pasture.
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