I guess I could smile
Pretend I'm a friend
And exude the illusion
That they can depend
On my purest intentions
To cleanse filthy hands
Of the innocent guilt,
Smite it dead where it stands
Because there is no counting
The crimes I've committed
Or those they have yet to try
Thee unforgiven
Transgressions unspoken
The word of God
Covenant
Binding chains broken
And to higher powers
Influence awaken
Not those a savior
Or those of a Satan
Could stop them
Control them
Or answer their prayers
When they find
Only they
Overcome the travails
Set before them
By not
A didactic instructor
Parental mentor
Just the world
And its suffering
Life to endure