wasted grace

Flaws driven through me like stakes through a savior
Spilling wretched blood
Trickling from appendages
Saturating the earth
A crown of self loathing placed atop the battered cranium of the condemned
Crimes of indulgence
This flesh pays the price
One too many times the line was blurred and now I hang off T shaped lumber
For my sins
By your hand
I am christ for you
I am contradiction
I am apathy
I am the liquid king of kings
Filling up and bleeding out
I am your love
I take your hate
Eat my thoughts
Drink my life
Turn unto me to be let down
I am christ for you
I've given my all
Yet still I hang
Poured onto lumber
Saturating the earth
Spilling wretched blood
Trickling from appendages
You have all my secrets
Let us feast upon lies of love ever lasting and ascension to skies
I'll be your lamb and you my whore
I'll be your christ
You'll be my boar
I am the liquid king of kings
Filling up and bleeding out
Praise my name in an eternity of falsehood
Give your soul unto me
I am christ for you
Hung on T shaped lumber
Eat my thoughts
Drink my life
One flaw forever and ever
NEMA