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a song for Zion
the dead of Sheol keep coming
sanctuary for the disenchanted
they rise in song
the addicted and the afflicted
your judgment is foolish
wisdom is keeping me company
by his hand, I will stand
when the mighty have fallen
you will find yourself stripped of your crown of thorns
harlot, awaken I'm at the gates
I would have you fully aware when I defeat you
a witness of what happened at Mt. Zion
you openly shame him
I'm here to balm his wounds
madness assaults his senses
you would keep him your fool
my rage burns bright
your head on a post by nightfall
then all will see
the cold corpse of a prostitute
not even the maggots will eat
Published 8th Dec 2019
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8th Dec 2019 4:56pm
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8th Dec 2019 5:22pm
9th Dec 2019 1:18am
“Cold corpse not even the maggots will eat “ THAT’S seriously powerful n graphic, ( n truly
unsettling ) lol... but it’s masterful ink as well!
unsettling ) lol... but it’s masterful ink as well!
9th Dec 2019 1:29pm
words so powerful filled with a call to action uplifting and inspiring nicely composed...respect
9th Dec 2019 2:29pm
[/shudderz]
Brenda I swear you were a prophet for the Old Testament in a former life!
Brenda I swear you were a prophet for the Old Testament in a former life!
