I've been baptized twice, and God himself couldn't save me when I wasn’t ready.

I"m not the same person I used to be people

I gave in like you knew I would
Empty feelings left abandoned
Loneliness take hold of me
And I fall far from grace
Sick and tired of this place
Once again I'm blind to see
That something takes a part of me
And I'm left holding the bag so to speak
It isn't easy trying to behave
I've given way, stuck in pain
And had a hundred people torn to pieces
Their heartfelt cries I leaned on
But nothing truly rescued me
From the hell I put myself through
It was you all along, making it right
Setting me free from my own ****
Now it's time to say thank you
As I trudge through the night
And cast out my own demons from it
I don't really know where I'm coming from
But today it's better than feeling undone

There is a fine line to draw,
or do I even go there?
Temptation has me in it's grip,
and I want so badly to give in.
It's one thing to look, oh do I look,
but it's another thing to touch,
and make matters worse.
Is it an evil corrode,
a thread leading to despair,
or will I ever know,
how much of a puke I am?

Somewhere, the darkness takes shape,
a form of hate and bloodstained eyes,
the curtain falls on what you create,
and life feels like it's out of place,
with nothing but surperficial time.

Just a distant memory, lost and alone,
isolated from society as a home,
a hermit in your own make shift,
there your halo grabs at a fifth,
and down the rabbit hole you go.

Paris, we feel for you

All the lost loved ones
Will be remembered and
Their lives will live on
In Spirit.

Hate is an evil corrode

Why must others condemn
The ones who are good we'll
Never know?

Love, it's hard to understand

So I say **** love and destroy isis!

Let them know they can't **** with us