MolotovHeart
03/19/07, 12:36 AM
If the devil resides in these hands,
Then only the Lord knows what hides inside this man.
Evil dances on the tip of the tongue,
Singing its wicked odious song.
Your mouths still bitter from the taste of grace,
After you wash down another prayer over the dinner plate.
Only your actions will be subject in this final decree,
When the day the dismembering of this conjoined fraternity of souls is our now.
Separating the faithful from frauds, the cavalier from cowards,
The one moment where regret falls on the deafest of ears
And the repentant frantically exhale their sins with every fragile second passed.
Those who found the rules and followed,
Will join the light that guided their everyday lives,
Swimming in the sea of eternity,
and bathing with the blessed in a sacred community.
The others will plead for pardon,
On their knees bleeding sins in the divine garden.
These will be those bearing the burden of the millstone of evil around their necks,
For as long as you can say forever, and until there is nothing left.
Then only the Lord knows what hides inside this man.
Evil dances on the tip of the tongue,
Singing its wicked odious song.
Your mouths still bitter from the taste of grace,
After you wash down another prayer over the dinner plate.
Only your actions will be subject in this final decree,
When the day the dismembering of this conjoined fraternity of souls is our now.
Separating the faithful from frauds, the cavalier from cowards,
The one moment where regret falls on the deafest of ears
And the repentant frantically exhale their sins with every fragile second passed.
Those who found the rules and followed,
Will join the light that guided their everyday lives,
Swimming in the sea of eternity,
and bathing with the blessed in a sacred community.
The others will plead for pardon,
On their knees bleeding sins in the divine garden.
These will be those bearing the burden of the millstone of evil around their necks,
For as long as you can say forever, and until there is nothing left.