Listen to these words as you read it,
Words for the living and not the dead,
Many powerful men have been brouht low,
Just by lying in Delilah's bed;
Satan seems to be giving a better offer,
But i must admit that i'm scared;
Zombies creeping into your children's dream,
An outcome of what the media has fed;
"I think i should fornicate a little",
"I am afraid that i might not be wed";
"Lord please forgive me if i hurt you",
"I'll do anything to earn my bread",
You call your children prodigals,
They've chosen a way to tread;
People lying from the altars,
Claiming to be led;
Preachers dishonoring the poor,
The same people Jesus would have fed;
People fighting for the cause of religion,
A group of reprobates misled;
Many retaliating by burning national flags,
As if to say their god is dead;
Lands which patriots fought for,
Now a place where innocent blood is shed;
Do not make hanging from a noose the option,
When all your friends have fled;
You simply might have been lagging behind,
While the world is many years ahead;
Daughters cursing their mothers,
But for their sakes these mamas bled;
LGBTs now forming unions,
Situation of the world is code red;
Hatred, disunity and supremacy over others,
Is all religions common thread;
People afraid to stand for the truth,
Nothing but cowards scared;
But be yourself, save others and hurt no one,
Peace is all our soul needs to be fed.

I have cried the tears of the distress,
Borne  the pain of the hurt,
Felt the loneliness of the bereaved,
And the agony of the distraught;

I have bled the blood of the pierced,
Borne the pain of the broken-hearted,
Endured the shame of the abused,
And the confusion of the disappointed;

A black cross inprinted on my back,
Wailings of little children haunt me,
Ashes of loved ones in my sack,
And many skulls and bones to bury;

Crows dominate my chapel at day,
And owls are my visitors at night,
Dragons parade the burning altar,
Bats above blur the moonlight;

Eyes that see in darkness- answer me,
My past unchanged but my future- re-design,
Illuminate the path way that lies ahead,
Give me a third eye and make me divine;

Find me before my throat is slit
The murderers of my loved ones visits,
They call out from the enchanted woods,
Prepared to tear me to innumerable pieces;

Take me to the lake and hang me,
Before the horrors of the dark prevail,
And the termites in my grave rejoice,
Let me drown in the sacred grail;

Let the witches wail in surprise,
When their cauldron becomes empty,
And their synagogues come to ruin,
While i rise to everlasting suprimacy.

Because you love me,
They do not love you;
Because of your choice,
They despise you;
our love is an abomination,
Its a claim that they say is true;
They've got their beliefs,
We've got ours too;
forget not what the world needs,
Which is loving me and loving you;
And if the god they serve is true,
He will also love me and you.

See the best in me,
And always pray for me:
Within, is a battle for my soul,
Without, is me trying to break free;

I have hurt too many,
And might hurt many more:
My guilt is too heavy,
I can't stand it anymore;

I hung out all night
With the dudes in my crew:
Been involved in deadly fights,
And killed not a few;

Too scared to sleep at night,
And too scared to see new days:
I only hope to see the light,
And not repeat of my old ways;

Dislike me all you want,
It's what i probably deserve:
I'm just a prey that demons hunt,
And bound to a purpose to serve;

I know you hate me,
And thats why i probably hate you:
You focus on the evil in me,
But not the evil that you also do;

Please do not see the pride in my words,
I am but a troubled man:
With a heart pierced by satan's swords,
And eyes too blind to discern;

Imagine how great i could be,
But see where i am now:
I was so sound mentally,
But see what i've become now;

So please do pray alot for me,
that my deliverance may come:
And when i shall become free,
I will do well to save some.

I got a message from the sky,
telling me that its time to fly;
at first i thought it was all a lie,
Cause it wasn't time for me to die;
someone tell my DAD that he shouldn't worry,
and all i can say is that i am truely sorry;
i love the life that i have chosen,
Although it isn't rosey nor golden;
i'm actually steping into something,
To becoming the next true king.

Greet the girl in the street,
Give her a hug:
Please give her something to eat,
A tea in a mug;

She's got a lot of trouble,
That's why she's on drugs:
Probably been ***** in the struggle,
By some viscious thugs;

She looks into your eyes
To see what you've got:
She's heard too many lies,
Her dignity she has lost;

The society despises her,
But if only they knew
Her aches and fear,
They'd change their point of view;

She probably ran from her family
Or an abusive father:
Or couldn't stand a certain tragedy,
Therefore she runs far;

If her being out there
Is caused by her folly,
Life can be unfair,
And how many are holy?

Imagine what kind words would do,
When spoken from a compassionate heart:
It could bring nourishment to you,
And healing to a broken heart;

So do not judge the girl in the street,
Please do not hurt her:
Do not see her as prey or meat,
If you can't help,then stay afar.