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The Fool Shall Not Enter Into Heaven Let Him Be Ever So Holy.

The Vision Of Christ That Thou Dost See Is My Vision's Greatest Enemy . Both Read The Bible Day And Night, But Thou Read'st Black Where I Read White. His Seventy Disciples Sent Against Religion And Government .

Kill Not The Moth Nor Butterfly, For The Last Judgement Draweth Nigh.

The Stars Are Threshed, And The Souls Are Threshed From Their Husks.

I Give You The End Of A Golden String, Only Wind It Into A Ball, It Will Lead You In At Heaven's Gate Built In Jerusalem's Wall.