You don't know how wroth I feel,
You don't know.
It is better to swallow my own *****
Gurgle my own bile down this sore throat.
You said you're ugly?
Can we trade?
It is better I wouldn't be this,
It robs my peace.
But it's not the first time,
Is it?
I took the spear,
***** rusty spear, ugly.
I throbbed my own gut, repeatedly until I stopped bleeding.
And when my guts were hanging on the floor,
I waited till the crimson dried.
And when my entrails lay glistening on cold stone,
I took the Spear, and hurled it towards my creator.
Ooh how I repent!
I repent my God!
My heart is broken. Fragments.
I have one to blame, yes I do.
I.
But I have one to thank,
Him will I highly glorify, highly exalt.
pure as a lamb, mighty in glory.
Christ! Christ! Christ!
My King and My Lord I repent.
Can I put this filth on you? On those anvil shoulders?
Yea?
Why?
I repent!
Apr 12, 2025
Apr 12, 2025 at 5:53 AM UTC
You don't know how wroth I feel,
You don't know.
It is better to swallow my own *****
Gurgle my own bile down this sore throat.
You said you're ugly?
Can we trade?
It is better I wouldn't be this,
It robs my peace.
But it's not the first time,
Is it?
I took the spear,
***** rusty spear, ugly.
I throbbed my own gut, repeatedly until I stopped bleeding.
And when my guts were hanging on the floor,
I waited till the crimson dried.
And when my entrails lay glistening on cold stone,
I took the Spear, and hurled it towards my creator.
Ooh how I repent!
I repent my God!
My heart is broken. Fragments.
I have one to blame, yes I do.
I.
But I have one to thank,
Him will I highly glorify, highly exalt.
pure as a lamb, mighty in glory.
Christ! Christ! Christ!
My King and My Lord I repent.
Can I put this filth on you? On those anvil shoulders?
Yea?
Why?
I repent!
I'm saved friends, I'm new.
