Over all the deeds I’ve misdeeded,
And all the faces I’ve never been;
And the ones I’ve ruined.
The ones I’ve painted in sorrow;
The ones I’ve painted in rage, so red.
My hands are covered in shame,
Over all the times my lips
Have tainted Your name.
All the times I’ve worshipped
All things unholy,
And dared call this blasphemy life.
My hands are covered in shame
My hands are covered in rage.
My hands are covered in the blood
Of the name I’ve tainted;
The one I no longer have the right to bare,
Yet am unashamed to claim as my own.
Just doing a dump of stuff I've written in the past few weeks but have neglected to post...it's gonna be a bit...