Unclean (Reykjavik)

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The preachers stopped and watched as salvation uncarved
And we shall realize the life we need is the life to live
And we shall tell their (?) that (?)
I am the one who will always start to tell
And this is a story of a little old man
But he (?) he's just a little (?´)
He's all (?)
Jesus
You are the one who is unclean

"Special Occassion"
"(?)"
"Well I look at you"
"(?)"

You
You are unclean
You
You are obscene
You may say that you're holy
You may say you're the only
But you
You are obscene to me
To me

You sit there
With your holy book
You tell lies
We shall have a look
You sit there on your cross of nails
You tell us all your holy tales
But to me
You're just scum
Dirt and Filth

You are unclean
You
You
You're unclean
You're unclean
You
You're unclean
You
You're obscene
You may say that you're holy
You may say you're the only
But you
You're unclean
To me
To me

I see your angels unravel tales
I can see their time
Now running out
I see they're waking
In your (?)
I see (?)
You are alone
But you
You are oscene
You You You
Are unclean
You
You are unclean
To me
To me

You may say that you're holy
You may say you're the only
You sit there on your
Bed of Nails
Let up with your disgusting tales
You
You are unclean
To me
Unclean
Your little priest dirt pieces - dirt and filth
You tell them you're the one who's will
So be obey
And believe it's great
Never be the one to love
Never be the one to prowl
(?)
Always deliver
Always believe it
You
You are obscene
You you you
You are unclean
And you may say you're the one who's holy
You are the one who's the only
But you
You are unclean
To me
To me