Burned by the cross,
A fallen angel,
Flaming from the wings,
Show me your fear,
It’s what I feed upon,
Can’t you see,
I am but merely a dream,
Tease me with this freedom,
The freedom you think you have,
You’re the one locked in the cage,
Lies wrap there dirty wings around you,
Pure with imperfection,
I’ve created my own death,
Upon this bed I shall lay,
Though somehow never at peace,
No place for you to hide,
Come here my sweet love,
I’ll be your new and improved God,
I’ll be your own Christ,
Forever awake you shall be in this hell,
This time your coming down with me,
I refuse to go alone,
Silent words scream louder to me,
A blinded man sees more then you’ll ever,
The truth lingers in darkness,
Shoot me with your religion,
I am what I am! |
