Let me cut the ********
My reason
Is I am here to haunt you
And if we are cutting ********
Tis’ the season
For me to want you
Want you the way you were born
Naked, and pure
Nameless, and sure
You may want to get to know my name
You can call me *******
And I’ll be your ecstasy, your ******
And the hero in
My flesh, my body my soul
Is your Jesus
Standing over the devil in a hole
I am the very reincarnation of your god
You should be able to tell
If this meaningless menacing life has taught you anything
You would see you are as well
But I didn’t come here to open eyes,
Or even mention that they are closed
Or even mention that your saviors are posed
Who knows
I could be wrong
And if you happen to be right
I have done nothing all along
I didn’t come to sing songs
I came
To leave
Forgotten like leaves
At the base of this tree
If you want more, I guess you will have to wait and see
But I highly doubt
You would wait for me