May 30, 2011 04:01
so goes the blessed fairytale
believe and ye, thy i shall spare
from lukewarm fire, pentecostal flare
narrow path of righteous, satan's holy stare
"help, oh help," damsel in distress
forgive me, wait, it was all in my head
pull the curtains down, tell the crew to break
let me reason this out, there must be some mistake
the years go by, you hide your eyes
must be those eyes were never there
i found the script, the profiteers
now i belch the truth, and burn the proof
curse the father, fuck the son
strike me dead if you're really there
i could care less, or maybe not
this is my apparition fare
-MDR, 2011