The Freedom of The Damned

You fear the Broken Ones
Deranged and strange
Their Pain lashing out
Unable to tame

You shun the Lost Ones
That wander to your door
Eyes so vacant
Names Remembered no more

You hate the Innocent Ones
So fragile and naive
Every wicked Word
They happily believe

You are the Holy Ones
So sure in Him
Its his will for the people
To Suffer your sin

You Thrive on the Fear
The ignorance and Hate
To be sure They will Follow you
To your blackened "Pearly Gate"

I am the Damned
From Suffering I am Free
I follow no God
For I am only Me.