He's Here

Blessed are those who have gone before Cursed are those to whom rise no more Sugar and spice for those who are nice Heavens gold given you as a fair price The truest gold found in the heart With honesty and purity playing a part Blessed are those who may part now Not having to fight the stench of the sow You know who you are you worthless goat Grown in mire, darkness and sin as thy coat I curse this day that is given to you To rise and fall which I know you will do Man has given his life foolishly thinking of you Thinking all the while he'd be wise to know what to do But then he forgot that he couldn't see For he too is corrupt and looks just like thee