I dunno, January 2017 at the latest, although I edited it more recently than that.
lyrics
Now come inside and lock the door
The hour's growing late
He walks through the street
On a cold lonesome night
A cross in one hand
And a knife in his right
Crucifying non-believers
Is his daily chore
Faint echoes in the night saying
"Please. The hour's growing late."
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