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I Wear My Sin As Skin
I live a Scarlet Life,
Due to evil portrayed not by black, but by a color much more volatile.
Mysterious and fragile,
I live for Crimson.
The Existance of sin
began in the words of a bible pretending to be from the thoughts of a god
That succeeded in revenge
If only people did not believe we were created in the image of him.
Faith is not found through praying, but by playing. Believe in a god almighty? this is a game where the loser is bought.
The decision of who is worthy of heaven, and who is not..
A set of rules and regulations, bondaged limitations, in the form of commandments
The job writers were handed!
A creation of a society full of judgment hypocrits to their own faith
Purity.. a disguised lie to your own shame
Hidden behind the treachery played daily,
don't forget to say grace.
I wear my Sin proudly
Let your sins be as white as snow,
While mine will forever shine Scarlet
walk ignorantly into a world you pretend to know,
Forget the controversy started.
I adorn my hair in red paint, to symbolize the rejection of faith..
I praise those brave enough to be condemed, Burned at the stake for the sake of a society still lived in;
Sin is Crimson.
I would have no other color
To represent blasphemy
Id rather live happily
Laced in sin, scorned again and again,
Then to live false
I answer no angels' calls..
I get off by the shade of Red
I love to wear my Sin
because unlike you, I represent who I am
Due to evil portrayed not by black, but by a color much more volatile.
Mysterious and fragile,
I live for Crimson.
The Existance of sin
began in the words of a bible pretending to be from the thoughts of a god
That succeeded in revenge
If only people did not believe we were created in the image of him.
Faith is not found through praying, but by playing. Believe in a god almighty? this is a game where the loser is bought.
The decision of who is worthy of heaven, and who is not..
A set of rules and regulations, bondaged limitations, in the form of commandments
The job writers were handed!
A creation of a society full of judgment hypocrits to their own faith
Purity.. a disguised lie to your own shame
Hidden behind the treachery played daily,
don't forget to say grace.
I wear my Sin proudly
Let your sins be as white as snow,
While mine will forever shine Scarlet
walk ignorantly into a world you pretend to know,
Forget the controversy started.
I adorn my hair in red paint, to symbolize the rejection of faith..
I praise those brave enough to be condemed, Burned at the stake for the sake of a society still lived in;
Sin is Crimson.
I would have no other color
To represent blasphemy
Id rather live happily
Laced in sin, scorned again and again,
Then to live false
I answer no angels' calls..
I get off by the shade of Red
I love to wear my Sin
because unlike you, I represent who I am
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