Saint of Nothing

I always have a background urge to make advancements for my religion but I rarely do. Maybe that's what inspired this.

Saint of Nothing

 

Gonna run and run and run away

Gonna find out what it means today

Look out, step ones and twos

Look up, jump threes and fours

Look down, hail fives and sixes

Look back, full of regrets

Saints and martyrs on my back

My dark is under attack

Kill the men, leave them in

Kick the horse, hang them then

Drop, fall, fail, and climb to a saint of freedom

Crying over what I threw out to be dumb

Medals and decorations aplenty

Those rewarded to kin not so many

Free my mind

I'm gonna go blind

Alive and unreal

Dead and full of fear

Madly in love

With my angels above

Yet once more, bring it

My mind is such a bore, bring it

Some inner branch snaps

And I begin to relapse