When Rome failed,these hearts poured down ****** clouds,
And crucifixion touched every nightmare I once had,
Don't you ever know?
That who you are is nothing more than everything at all for my heart and life?
It must be ******* me,
For a Magdalene I will be,
Sitting secretly in your Kingdom,
Because my lies will only work for them,
When stones become my skin.
"And when you're gone,I'll tell them my religion is you"
****** Mary,Lady Gaga.
Love look so good on you;
Like, an alabaster offering
At the feet of a deity.
— The End —