Poet's Society
Twisted purity bent for our desires from the tongue to greed to blood a
bloodpath of hypocrisy innocent lives drowning in a sea of sin drawn
deep from within our nature to mold and make contaminate light of this
world taken only for its shell will leave this world a living hell too much
religion torn by man's hand will you leave the spirit scorned or take a
stand it's time for the truth that's in my heart.
bloodpath of hypocrisy innocent lives drowning in a sea of sin drawn
deep from within our nature to mold and make contaminate light of this
world taken only for its shell will leave this world a living hell too much
religion torn by man's hand will you leave the spirit scorned or take a
stand it's time for the truth that's in my heart.
-In ancient shadows and twilights
Where childhood had strayed,
The world’s great sorrows were born
And its heroes were made.
In the lost boyhood of Judas
Christ was betrayed.