ANGST GONE SOUR (Part 2)

i survive
i dont die
i come back like good dope in the pipe
born again
witness a resurrection
i carry the wrath of god
unbroken

 

ive got my trophies
ive got my scars
im shining brighter than the light of the morning star
my faith is chaos
sour sick bitter sweet
i do things i pray you never see
unspoken

 

i brought the locusts
i brought the plagues
i turned the blood to wine and died for three days
the dead messiah
the father son
the second coming when all hell will come
the chosen

 

by c catuara