Whore
You keep coming back for more
It’s time
To turn water into wine
Disappear into the shadows
In desperation, desolation
It’s way past time
As the ground beneath you burns
As truth, the rusty nail,
Carves x’s in your flesh
It’s alive
It’s time
There’s a witchhunt in this town
You proudly lead the procession
As you left your soul behind
It’s way past time
As the ground beneath you burns
Repentance due
I’ll have you cleansed
And then baptized in fire
The daily pornograph
Tells you what to feel
Communion finds you drenched
Crusade or dud beliefs
they’re not real
Kneel before your savior
“forgive me father i have sinned
I should have let you in”
“forgive me client
From now on everything i do
Revolves around you”

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