Count the bars in each community,
then count the churches.
Where there's good, there is evil.
A yin and a yang, The soul searches.

The ligneous pews bend your knee.
Wray's nephew in a building to bend your mind.
Which one would the reasonable man choose?
If things go awry?

There is beauty in the pain,
like heels that scrape the tendons of your feet.
There is pain in the good;
it...