The Religion of Me

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Esha
Esha
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Heaven’s Temple
Tattooed on my skin
Worship me
Kiss
To begin

Pray at my navel
Repent at my behind
You must be worshipful
But no need to be kind

Anoint my breast
Cloister them with your hands
The religion of me
Lives
On virtue of man

Meditate at my lips
Ohm lives on my sweat
Search for it
Find it
Taste without regret

Consume me as the host
Wash your sins away
The religion of me
With sex I pray

Esha
Esha
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