Christ I say your name in vain tonight
for I am a follower of the righteousness
the almighty, dark lord
I slit my wrist and call on him to use my blood as he wishes, bones without meat are just the remains that we will all be
I’ve turned religious and now I see there is no god and now i’m left with a pool of my own blood, I cried to satan can’t you see
He too didn’t see, now i’m crying on the floor and screaming at the open doors, my mind is gone and soon the meat will start to rot
There is no god, but why can’t you see.
- Author: Yael ( Offline)
- Published: February 5th, 2024 01:25
- Category: Unclassified
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