A Sinners Prayer
A Sinners Prayer
In the darkness of night let the sinner appear
In the form that he is, which is the essence of fear.
When his soul is revealed it’s ugly and black
It preps for the battle of Satan’s attack.
The feeling of joy that comes with abuse
Is a thrill like no other when he lets it all loose.
A hate filled world is all that he wants
The souls of the weak are the souls that he haunts.
When the devil appears it is evil he seeks
And the soul of the sinner is open and weak.
The king is the light that floods out the dark
And helps all the sinners find a new start.
Copyright © Joshua Harris | Year Posted 2010
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