Disgrace
Between a broken home/
And an empty grave/
Lies a lovestruck soul/
That nobody saved/
Not a rotting corpse/
Or a ghostly dream/
Something from nightmares/
And the in between/
between a promise broke/
and a romance lost/
Lies a trace of hope/
with infinite cost/
A man that wears a cross/
doesn't blink an eye/
While the bodies he tossed/
Fall to the sky/
But He never forgets/
Nor does he queston why/
He still feels nothing/
while watching them die/
He thinks unto himself/
is there an afterlife?/
I've shed so much pure blood/
When will he hear their cries?
(Some men follow their faith blindly/
Some challenge god to truly see/
Some live in fear of deities/
Some need proof of what they believe/)
A girl who's all alone/
Waiting in the woods/
hands are just too cold/
To come of any good/
Her lover to return/
She thought any time now/
But that damned Holy man/
Put him in the ground/
She shivers while she waits/
For someone who is gone/
And for that same cold fate/
If only she'd moved on/
That man wearing a cross/
Tested his faith that day/
he came upon that girl/
In the most sickly way/
She screamed till her throat bled/
Her screams muffled to cries/
she choked on so much red/
While she prayed to the skies/
And that same Holy man/
Gave up his cross that night/
What kind of god could watch/
And then stay out of sight/
He left that noble lie/
For incandescent truth/
That bastards Holy life/
left him one path to choose/
(Some men follow their faith blindly/
Some challenge god to truly see/
Some live their lives in fear of deities/
Some need proof of what they believe/)
When that Holy man/
crawled in bed that night/
He lay beside his wife/
trying to rethink life/
He turned onto his side/
Tomorrows' a new day
He'll kiss his love goodnight/
And then it's time for change/
But what he found when he/
Went in for that last kiss/
Made him shudder and shake/
For what he saw was this/
A gorgeous girl/
With teary eyes/
An open stomach/
matching blood-red thighs/
Two slit wrists/
a familiar face/
that woman/
was his last embrace/
He thought how,
could she be alive/
I watched the life/
flutter from her eyes/
with a crooked smile/
She turned toward him/
She Said ” God is gone,
Meet the lord of sin”/
(Some men follow their faith blindly/
Some challenge god so they can truly see/
Some live their lives in fear of deities/
Some need proof of what they believe/)
Copyright © Bo Vigoren | Year Posted 2016
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