Mask of the Faithless
Why do you run
oh faithless one
from the direction
of his affection?
where are you going
whilst never knowing
the stone foundation
of that one true belief
Things that aren't seen
aren't always not there
think of the oxygen
you breathe in the air
think of what made you
and why your here
surely the reason
exists just to believe in
For I am here for you
if ever you need
together we'll enter
intense questioning
until we find answers
that content the soul
or bask in your destruction
like a great living black hole
One cannot be
so stuck in intrigue
if he never questions
there is no direction
floating aimlessly
on a sea of dead horses
these are the forces
that trick as they treat
Demons are angels
and angels are felt
inside as your idol
invading with stealth
controlling your process
then you are owned
never again, to be forgiven
and atoned
Now deemed unworthy
cast out by the Lord
who doesn't exist now
at all, anymore
in your warped mind
destiny in your palm
void of the meaning
and never reach a calm
The rivers now run
in red pools of blood
as the false God remains worshiped
comes the death of all love
never such an evil
as the nefarious nephilim
known as the creator
of man's original sin.
Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2011
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