Ink Blot Sermon

Wandering dreamer, saintly sinner, intoxicating lover. Take me the shore push me beneath the waves, baptize me resurrect me with sadistic pleasure. Bring me closer with your left hand While I beg you to, bless me the right. But that hand; remains forever still. Blasphemous pastor, drunken teacher, righteous thief, nephilim wordsmith. weight me to the earth with your dark gospel, singing your sermon to the flock of wolves; as the rapture fills the sky, with a billion living lights. And in your twisted book of life; eternal ink blots, Will replace our names