Not of Your God

Stripped to the core, expose inner secrets  
Cry like a banshee, let loose laments.  
Vile blood runs inside, 'til flesh melts away  
One step outta bed, one step in the grave.  
And nightly, Stars brightly  
Dimming under night's embrace.  
I'm surely, so purely  
Falling under shadow's grace.  
 
I wish I may and I wish that I might  
Bathe in the light of the darkest rites.  
Set before the candle's flickering gloom  
I will learn all things under the full moon.  
 
Caress the cut flesh and kiss the last breath  
Fingers touch lightly on the exposed death.  
Lucid nightmare dreams, nothing is as seems  
Sweet music is around, I relish in screams.  
In God's eyes, so surprised  
Violation in His house.  
So shiny, and finally  
God's son whimpers like a mouse.  
 
I will know  
What is below  
And above  
Highest spires.  
I will see  
What's to be  
Inside the  
Godless fires.  
 
You will know  
I'm from below  
And above  
Heavenly heights.  
You will see  
What's to be,  
I am not  
Of your god, Christ.  
 
I wish I may and I wish that I might  
Bathe in the light of the darkest rites.  
Set before the candle's flickering gloom  
I will learn all things under the full moon.  
 
You cannot foresee the pain that awaits  
To ease the hate and the hunger sate.  
I will fulfill the oath of my time  
And take the soul that was deemed mine.  
I'm nearing the clearing  
The table of sacrifice.  
He's lying and crying  
Laying broken, The body of Christ.