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  • Laird. Your grace. It was a shadow in the sky. But I- I ain't rightly sure.
  • 'm sorry, your grace, I'm sorry, I'm...
  • Purify. Please. Please.
  • We will eat of his flesh and be cured. Say it. Say it with me. We will eat of his flesh and be cured.
  • You ain't hurt none. Not in your soul. You an me gonna walk on Jordan, ain't we?
  • We will eat of his flesh. And be cured. And. We will eat of his flesh.
  • We'll eat his flesh. We'll eat his flesh and drink his blood. We'll be cured.
  • The crucified lamb.
  • You are forsaken.
  • The grave is open.
  • Trust in God.
  • Your sacred blood!
  • The cleansing red rain!
  • Make us clean!
  • Purifying Messiah!
  • Rejoice in creation!
  • Our praises be.
  • Beauty to rend the mind!
  • Reflect me in silvered glass!
  • ... He is come! Our Messiah. Oh, praise Knoth....
  • Praise you.
  • We're ready for your glory.
  • Plant the seed, grow the fruit.
  • Descend to rise.
  • The earth wants you.
  • Salvation's grave.
  • The cross waits!
  • Yours is the way of suffering!
  • We've prepared the way for you.
  • You will be the king of the scalled.
  • Take our sickness. Take our sins.
  • Scalled Messiah. Blessed of flesh.
  • Our Christ!
  • Vessel of the cleansing!
  • Hallelujah, Christ is come.
  • This way, Lord.
  • Off the cross, in the grave.
  • Blessed nailed buried eaten. Blessed nailed buried eaten. Blessed nailed buried eaten. Blessed nailed buried eaten.
  • ... Sepulcher... sepulcher... sepulcher... sepulcher...
  • Prove the flesh in earth.
  • Sick no more. Sick no more.
  • Blood to clean my blood.
  • Purge this sin from my wounds.
  • I've gathered my filth for you, Lord!
  • Suck these wounds clean!
  • He has fallen among us.
  • Tell us your Gospel, lord. We been waiting.
  • He is come. Praise God and Knoth he is come at last.
  • Let us see if God saves him.
  • Blood cleaned in earth.
  • Will you rise again?
  • You were supposed to die on that cross.
  • To Golgotha.
  • Sick Jesus is real!
  • We're ready for you.
  • Purify. Please. Please.
  • Cross meat.
  • Admit your death.
  • Walking death miracle.
  • Fruit of the thorn tree.
  • Our suffering is your church.
  • Through you I live again.
  • We die for you. You die for us. We die for you. You die for us.
  • They'll string you on the cross for me.
  • Your suffering is our redemption.
  • They hung you on the cross for me.
  • I was lost and you died for me.
  • Thank you, Lord. Bless your holy blood.
  • Beloved of God.
  • Blood of Christ.
  • Clean feculent sin.
  • Lamb of the weeping sores.
  • Light of my wounds.
  • Forgive my lust. Fuck me clean.
  • Bury you.
  • Entomb the flesh eat the flesh heal the flesh.
  • In the hole. Down. Down!
  • Murder Christ medicine. Heal me.
  • Suff'ring. Shame.
  • For us lost sinners.
  • Stain the old cross with pure blood.
  • Wondrous beauty.
  • Sanctify. Divine blood. Sanctify me.
  • I am healed, praise sick Jesus! I am healed!
  • He is risen!
  • We're saved.
  • I been made whole by the blood!
  • Feast and be cured!
  • The perfect flesh walks!
  • Feed me, Lord, and make me whole.
  • Ah!... Thank you! thank you! Praise God!
  • Oh praise God.
  • ... The Messiah is real! Eat of his flesh and be saved!...
  • Heal me, Lord. Let me partake of your perfect flesh.
  • It was all true. We're saved.
  • Praise God and his Prophet Knoth!
  • God is good. God is good.
  • But... But His perfect flesh...
  • He's here! Our Messiah!
  • Get him clear of there. Open it up...
  • Come on. We got you...
  • Praise God and his Prophet Knoth!
  • Praises to him.
  • Laird! Your Grace, Laird, we found him! He's here!
  • Vessel of the cleansing blood...
  • Jesus... Jesus, come on now...
  • Messiah. Messiah.
  • ... Sick Jesus, sick Jesus, sick Jesus. Get us clean. Oh...
  • ... Save us, save us. Make us whole. Heal us from our sins...
  • But... But His perfect flesh...
  • Thank you, Lord. Thank you, Knoth. Thank you.
  • Here, here.
  • I'm sorry, Lord.
  • Laird?
  • ... He is rising! The Messiah rises!
  • Holy god.
  • And behold: the veil of the temple is rent in twain from top to bottom, and the earth quakes, and rocks shatter.
  • And the graves are opened. The bodies of the dead saints will rise...
  • He is on the path of glorious suffering, bound for the sepulcher.
  • Let me help you along.
  • I will minister to you, Lord.
  • Yield the ghost.
  • Truly, this is the son of God.
  • The feast grave. We will be cured.
  • I have died and now live only by the Messiah.
  • My life.
  • Blessed lamb.
  • Be ready for the tomb.
  • The Scalled Christ has fled his cross!
  • Ready the tomb! Our Messiah has fallen at last!
  • Laird! Hegemon! Somebody find Laird!
  • Our Messiah is fallen!
  • Laird! Laird! Oh god. Oh god.
  • I never doubted. I never wavered. Where... Laird!
  • The cross is empty. The cross is empty! God in Heaven.
  • This darkness, these hours of darkness.
  • Our Messiah now seeks the tomb and our salvation.
  • Ah... Ah... Ah... This can be our little secret....
  • ... Quietly, Messiah...
  • Make me whole.
  • Shhh, shhh, just a nibble.
  • Aggh... Raah, aah... Feed me, heal me.
  • Your sacred blood, our secret... please...
  • I'll be quiet. You'll barely feel it. Just... Hmm...
  • Messiah. The miracle... The Host is ready.
  • Laird. Laird! The Messiah is ripe!
  • ... Laird! Sir. Hegemon. The Messiah has risen from the tomb.
  • He is ripe to be ate. Laird. Laird? We're saved.
  • I'm sorry, Hegemon. I'm... the Messiah is risen.
  • You must minister him to us. We hunger for...
  • Hello? Somebody out there?
  • You stay away from that fence. You hear me?
  • ah... Son of a bitch.
  • Y'all know better than to try to get through this. Our sins is more catching than most,
  • And we gotta keep em ours 'till God sends us a healing.
  • Hmm... All right then...
  • Heavenly God, is that you?
  • You're supposed to die.
  • Bleed, Messiah.
  • ... Sorry, your Grace, sorry!
  • Laird. Laird, your Grace...
  • I'm sorry Hegemon! To you both! To you both, I didn't...
  • I only wanted to leave this gospel wrote out so careful and maybe be rewarded with strong eucharist.
  • I just- I just, I'll go. I'll go. Sorry, sorry, sorry.
  • I... ask. Forgiveness. For...
  • Ah... Fuck you, world...
  • ... You're a pretty little lilly. So soft. So clean...
  • ... Our guest. Bleed with us. Bleed with us.
  • He will... He will descend on a cloud of locusts. To cure us our ills. The penitent scalled.
  • He will descend. For our dominion.
  • Scalled Christ. Our Christ. Please, God. Please.
  • Let him be arrived. He will descend.
  • Also the men, leaving the natural use of a woman.
  • They received in themselves that recompense of their error. Vile affections.
  • For their women did change their natural use into that which is against nature.
  • You've dishonored your own body. Your foolish heart is darkened.
  • Hmmm. Look what the cat drug in.
  • I need salve. My sores are weeping.
  • Help me. You gonna help me.
  • You're so smooth.
  • You smell like mother's milk.
  • Cure me.
  • Please!
  • You knew the judgment of God, and they which commit such things are worthy of death...
  • To not only to do the same, but have pleasure in them that do them.
  • Covenant breakers, without natural affection. Implacable. Unmerciful.
  • God is incorruptible.
  • This is a mercy.
  • Be my brother. Burn clean.
  • khhh... Cleanliness... Cleanliness is next to godliness. Like... Like ISRAEL is next PALESTINE. Agh...
  • Agh... Burns. Just means it's coming clean.
  • Ah- You all right. You all right. T'aint much of your stomach in it.
  • You're as the rock of rephidim, this is a font tapped by God, not by any will of yours.
  • This is your confession in the way of flesh. Let it pour forth.
  • You have anointed me in your penance.
  • And the prayers of the faith will save the sick.
  • This all is the work of God.
  • Let it out. Go on. There's peace on the other side.
  • Who are you? Why ain't you afflicted?
  • Eighty-three. Eighty-four. There. Slow strokes.
  • Lovely. So lovely.
  • Eighty five. Eighty six.
  • Those jealous whores.
  • Eighty seven. Eighty-eight. Lovely.
  • I have been penitent. Please. Cure me. I am. I am penitent, I am. Please, Lord.
  • Jesus, give me strength.
  • His will be done.
  • I'm trying, Lord.
  • I will turn unto thee. Turn thou unto us, and we shall be turned.
  • Even the innocence of a child will not turn my blade.
  • These were the words of lamentation.
  • We will be angels.
  • We did not intend a mockery of your will.
  • The publicans think of a ghost as a puddle. But man's spirit is a river of his life.
  • I became the chorus of screams in the movement of the wheels.

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