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Gao the Arsonist - PAROUSIA [VISUAL]

Directed by Zak Watson + Gao the Arsonist Cinematography by Zak Watson Editing by Zak Watson AND THEY MINE FOR OUR BODIES out everywhere that matters. Enter the SLUDGEVERSE: https://linktr.ee/gaothearsonist VOUNO constructed Gomorrah in the footprint of God. Millions compressed into coal. Lyrics: Built a city in the footprint that god left Hope the pity you took brings solace Bodies and minerals shook in the earth One visit left soot in the cobwebs Lives swallowed up like pride in your jaw Did you bite to be rid of your conscience? Maybe eyes burned up in the light Either: blinded, spiteful, indifferent or thoughtless Looked at your face In awe Beaten bloody you’re still an Adonis Spawned from beyond the horizon riding the dawn and fulfilled your promise Inscribed your gospel in blade of a knife Died clutching the hilt in my gauntlet I did just as I was taught and you still rained fire and brimstone upon us Our god just ground us into dust Dead on arrival Drought dried up and drowned us in the flood meant for revival Maybe those who cower hidden and run fled for survival Manuscripts from mountain top That trust lead the disciples Dead on arrival Obliterated millions in a blink Death toll unrivaled Didn’t have a millisecond to flinch Check on your vitals Dead on arrival Revelations stained who we are Wool over eyes upstaged by VR Deified rhetoric: Titles alone inspiring faith like “DR” Burial grounds get mined Call the shovel in the graveyard a spade for the PR One hand was holding the book Use to bludgeon unfased with your free arm I saw Cracks start to form just like skin you’re washing raw Held onto branches Dug the splinters from my palms I can’t give it up just yet Now it’s irrelevant: Benevolent or insidious it’s- Huh It’s my fault I heard the cries Ignored through thin apartment walls I said as long as lighting’s dim I’m not involved Left me shriveled up instead Should have known better but the freshest wounds the prettiest Walked like the pilgrims do Got duped by prophets so often that I’d just scoff at the real thing too Found a new option for God Took moment to pause then they killed him too The dropped bomb split the guild in two White chalk 'round the children too Our god just ground us into dust Dead on arrival Drought dried up and drowned us in the flood meant for revival Maybe those who cower hidden and run fled for survival Manuscripts from mountain top That trust lead the disciples Dead on arrival Obliterated millions in a blink Death toll unrivaled Didn’t have a millisecond to flinch Check on your vitals Dead on arri-