Jul 2015
when my blade cuts with surgical precision
ions from blood spray cleanse the air
this isn't killing, this is religion
no angel is harmed and no sinner is spared
then, back at the fountain of contrition
holy water will clean my blade
i was sent to live my God's vision
this isn't ******, this is my crusade
ions from blood spray cleanse the air
this isn't killing, this is religion
no angel is harmed and no sinner is spared
then, back at the fountain of contrition
holy water will clean my blade
i was sent to live my God's vision
this isn't ******, this is my crusade
Please keep in mind that this is a very dark story about a man who believes that he is an angel sent by God. It will not be all poetry, and this is just a poem to end a certain chapter.
