At Least I Know I'm a Sinner

lift up a stone and you will find him, cherish the beauty in the world around us

not in buildings or crosses made by man

judge me, fuck you, stop playing god

your forked tongue prophecies, carelessly caressing the wounds of the week

people like you should be crucified, then maybe, just maybe, you'll have an idea

of what you are talking about. my only solace is that one day

judgement will come for the wicked, then we will see who burns

raise you heads, unclasp your hands, your weakness makes me tremble

true strength comes from within and were given this life to live, not exist under standards,

set by some bullshit rule book what prayers of yours, were ever answered, by degarding others

spare me your bibical back peddling nonsense for the people that you've hurt

and the being you dishonor, your fall from grace, will finally justify my means

judge me and now you are me and what's worse you are now a traito to your god

tell me judas, how does it feel to be looked down upon

sinners like you, should be strung up from the highest tree

you judged me and now you are me, stop playing god




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