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The Wickedness Of Man
Holding on in the mist of stinging rain
When the skies decants the elements of earthly tears
Self-mutilated genocide we answer in compliance
Heads bowed in grief from formula vested
In the intellect of mortal minds we befall
Carried to the lower gullies by our hands to slaughter
Detraction of the cause
Destruction of its hidden merit
Eyes see, hearts feel, the remedy we cannot touch
In the satisfaction of its hungered cure
We writhe of optimism
God’s consecrated image walking upright in the pit of his own hellish demise
Such bittersweet reminisce he tallies upon, the what if
His famed glory he finds gloated answers in, the why not
On the throne of his knees
Stained hands of brutality he links
The stench of death he boast proud in his arrogance
In the tattering of his own marred armor
Begotten reprieve in his final hours
Calling upon the blessings of his Deity
To give life or sweet liberty in the rest of death
When the skies decants the elements of earthly tears
Self-mutilated genocide we answer in compliance
Heads bowed in grief from formula vested
In the intellect of mortal minds we befall
Carried to the lower gullies by our hands to slaughter
Detraction of the cause
Destruction of its hidden merit
Eyes see, hearts feel, the remedy we cannot touch
In the satisfaction of its hungered cure
We writhe of optimism
God’s consecrated image walking upright in the pit of his own hellish demise
Such bittersweet reminisce he tallies upon, the what if
His famed glory he finds gloated answers in, the why not
On the throne of his knees
Stained hands of brutality he links
The stench of death he boast proud in his arrogance
In the tattering of his own marred armor
Begotten reprieve in his final hours
Calling upon the blessings of his Deity
To give life or sweet liberty in the rest of death
Published 3rd Apr 2020
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7th Apr 2020 7:40pm
This inescapable theme of death.
Very relevant and deeply explored in every word that you put across.
Very relevant and deeply explored in every word that you put across.
8th Apr 2020 4:18am
