Hide thy light 'tis blinding eyes
Purge this bitter creed
You strive upon my failures
Remove thy entity

Hark your vile psalms with grace
And graze upon my face
Your fingers brand my morals
Infect my holy ways

Divert your cursed anarchy
Ascend into my yard
Where shadows loom, and the moon is cold
Where clouds may never part

Stray your sorrow, disbelief
And make your way to grace
Falter on your journey
A forest holds in place

Bold insacrificial pose
Frozen in your greed
The jury finds you guilty
It's time for you to leave

 
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