Sacrificial Lambs
And the great spirit shall lay waste for cursed
in every foible of sin
the worst of us in us
be the worst stigmata of hate
our convicts sanction of suffering
in continuous rehearsals
for the judgments end
and to resurrections appeasement
drag the holy and the demon
Bent upon all pretense
shall the great spirit then mock us all
for the absence of our love
And by spear for torture
electric agony
as we all turn from innocence
and leave the lambs to bleed
recommend the disposals ease
as conscience weighs to heavily
on all the paraphernalia required for happily
So judgment today, it is
the political bandage separates
and all we despise
for all our self deluding lies
tip the scales of justice
guilt smothered beneath the garbage blanket
opinionated heap of would be
better than love
better than unity
easier to accept the injection
of every-one-eases the misery
There we go
all propaganda and dazzle it show
all pretend the TV. Reality
and by hungers teeth
bury the millions
who’s pay, for comforts
comforts the graveyards of our mediocrity
Never to be judged by love
but by the content of our luxury
As we all turn from innocence
and leave the lambs to bleed
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