Wicked (The Beast pt 2)

Looking for salvation
While the rain is washing the acne of sin  
And the animals running two by two from the beast
And the blood trickling down to my knees
Collapsing beside the summers eve
Deliver these demons
up and out of me
Only to return haunting me in the wee hours of morning
Pissing out a confession
As the day yawns and  
My soul mourns
After the thunder came lighting up and out of the clouds
As they came for me.
The snakes, alligators, tigers, bears, foxes, the night again, his bloody grin
They came for me as I bathed again in sin talking to me
Stalking me because I tried to depart from evil  
as I keep a cool head
But they caught me napping instead and pounced on me
The Heart of the beast suffocating itself
 a slow suicide
It was wicked
( Psalms 34:21)
 
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