Deliver Us from Evil

You reared us on prophesies and promises
Chanted in a musty old church
By a man who had trouble believing himself
I truly believed, once
Truly
But that feeling has been whisked away
By watching the world -
So how can you sit there and tell me -
That I was faltering in faith?
And that I was weak?
Maybe, maybe
But I was weak to believe
And I was weak to believe in you
You could never deliver us from evil -
You had no clue what evil was
Oh, how easily our memories defeat us. 

Reviews

[Relic]

Many have lost their faith and this has an emotional tone and message that rings true in a lot of hearts that have seen to much. That underlining dark feel of emotion carries through till the end. Good emotional writing.

[Xanthous Crow]

Thank you! I feel it is a part in everyone's life, to lose their faith or to rediscover it. But not many agree with that, surprisingly.