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Jess (hopstick) wrote in emoleericks,
@ 2012-08-16 21:25:00
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    They called me the man with the blood of Christ honesty
    But tonight I drink with heathens and our, our finest blasphemies

    In wine there's truth but in silence there's surrender
    A screaming for the silence in stunned suspicious terror
    Built a temple in my life and used God to seal the pillars
    After twenty years of fighting young heretics and killers
    I watch my temple fall to pieces at the first signs of oncoming weather
    Fell to my knees like Jesus in the cave, knew I would die
    But my lips could only say; I'm not your son, so why have you forsaken me?
    There's a hole in my heart but it just makes me unholy
    Crucified that night and I walked away with alter-egos
    Like the prison priest who preached his dead and buried gospel

    With my faith in ruins my duty still breathes strong
    I'm a parrot in a cage saying prayers to belong to a textbook
    Of my crying, lying, dying history; a time so full of life that I was anything but me

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