"Evangelist" genre: Industrial Metal
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	Electro-core with monster vocal
	Lyrics Here comes papa on his way to the top He's gonna whet that muscle of emotional rot He's got a cure that'll kill 'em when they bend over back He's gonna burn, burn, burn them mothers Rise up sister like a blister on God She's got the shape and the virtue of an angel from Sod She's got the whole damn holy land down on their knees She's gonna please, tease, bleed them suckers You are the alchemist, evangelist I owe my soul My only address is His majesty of mind control Climb down sinners from your temple of sleaze and you can flash that credit card or cash if you please And if your check don't clear you can stay here and freeze You better wise up Dry your eyes

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