I watched Him make you...
With care He stitched,
Baked, carved you into being.
To freely decide between...
Love, hate, kindness and greed.
Placed above us,
You were.
Charged with your care,
We were told.
To watch you...
Squander, rape and take
Destroy, warp and break lives.
Why?
To break His heart?
I said: No.
I didn't want to see his tears anymore.
I said: No.
Your existence; we couldn't afford.
I stood up against the one I loved
Because I couldn't stand
To see you
Hurt Him
With your callous words
And your indifference.
"What has He done for me?!
Nothing!"
"He doesn't exist...and if he does
FUCK HIM! Â I don't give a shit."
"He's IMAGINARY...
Why waste spit talking with myself?"
Yet he tossed me aside...
Because He "loves" you.
Forced me away fromÂ
His presence
Because he believes in you.
The ones that blame him for everything.
When it's obviously clear, you have only
Yourselves
To blame for your mess.
I now stand accused and sentenced
To live away from the one I loved.
In a fiery pit to make my new home.
You pity me?!
You dare?!
Do what you will,
It is your gift isn't it?
To do what you want,
Where you want,
And to whom you want...
Isn't it?
But know this:
I hate your kind.
Do not touch me,
Steer clear from my sight.
Your destruction,
It has become my new high.