Slowly We Die

One man, who has lived a life of sin wants a chance at redemption. But ends up leading a rebellion against the church and God.

    The sound of the Father’s voice washed over me. His talk of the one and only Savior was inspiring. It made me believe I may actually have a chance at redemption.

My life is bleeding
Its seething
Completing its sick crime

    Jesus Christ died on the cross to wash away our sin. To make us clean, he gave his life without regret. He felt no contempt toward the wretched souls He was saving. Only a love so deep, no one could ever hope to match it.

The world is turning
And its burning
Its burning me alive

    Redemption from the fiery pits of Hell. That is what I want. What I need! But, do I deserve the Lord’s forgiveness?

It must be a sign of the times
Of the cries haunting me

    Sin. Like a clot in my veins; it chokes me.

It must be fate… ain’t it great
How it kills you slowly… and slowly

No forgiveness. No redemption. No matter how much I pray and beg. I will never be able to wash away this sin. The filth that stains my soul. Its unclean, impure, condemned to misery for eternity.

And slowly we die
And slowly we die
And slowly we die
Die

Their words are seeding, misleading
Creating misery
The systems raping
And taking what they please

    What God would care if I was tainted? What God would judge upon that? This God, this cruel God, can’t be real. Jesus never died on the cross for our sins. He never loved us as deeply as the bible says.

It must be a sign of the times
Of the crimes haunting me
It must be fate… ain’t it great
How it kills you slowly… and slowly we die

    Are these Satan’s words in my head? Wait, if Gods not real then Satans not real either. There is no Heaven or Hell, angles or demons. There is only Earth and humans.

And slowly we die
And slowly we die
And slowly we die
Die
We’re not so free
Controlling powers leading me

    He is nothing but a lie! Something that the Church uses to manipulate us. We are all pawns in the Pope’s sick game. It has always been that way, but we were too blind to see.

To who I am
Won’t be a puppet of the man

    I’ve had enough of this. I’m tired of the manipulation, I’m tired of them leading me like a lamb to slaughter. The Church will lose one more man tonight.

And slowly we die
And slowly we die
And slowly we die
Die

    And tonight… the Church will fall.
    A man stood and moved away from his bench as the Father spewed out holy redemption. The man paused for a moment, and looked around at the congregation. His eyes sending out a message neither his voice nor words could ever convey. A woman stood from her bench, sidling out into the aisle, she joined him. After her, a young teenage boy. And after him, an older aged man.
    Without waiting to see who else would join, the man lead the group out. The Father’s voice rising in volume as he attempted to bring them back. His words falling on death ears as more people left. All turning their back on a faulty god who never existed.
And slowly we die 

Author's Note

I just wrote this because I felt inspired by the song. If you're offended by what I wrote then just hit the back button and read something else.