Saxon Crow

State of Grace (a serial killers tale)

God has put me here in a state of grace
To do good deeds in this ugly place
For beauty that only I can see
I capture and frame for eternity
I find my muse with an angelic look
Then ply them with tea laced with hemlock
And as they quickly pass to the light
I see Gods beauty within their eyes
With much reverence and worshipful study
I pluck out their eyes and then consume the body
For God has said do not be tempted by flesh
So I eat it all while it\'s warm and fresh
But the eyes are the gateway to the soul
So I  preserve them and hang them on my wall
And it is only I that can truly see
That God is staring back at me
And then I pray and honour my lord
My soul filled with his heavenly reward
Then once my work is done again
I continue my purpose in this ugly place
I can\'t explain who the anointed shall be
I only know when God tells me
But it\'s in the eyes that much is true
So let me see because it could be you