Sunday, December 19, 2010

The Forbidden Prayer

Jesus, if you were lying
About that home beyond the stars
I will find you in the darkness
And I will tear your crown apart
Shred it with my rotting teeth
Like a cougar on the prowl
And all the lies that you have spewed
Will lie in tatters on a cloud
If there is no light at the end of this life
If tattooed arms don't welcome me home
I will spend eternity in a journey to find you
And rest my hate upon your bones

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