There is no grace with these decayed churches, only hate and ignorance in these pews

You wail of love and understanding, oh how wretched you can truly be

You'll burn the ground you stand on, and burn your own flesh, just so your ignorance is protected

The faith you hold is a very ****** thing, it's poison to the innocent that you say you love

The few who do not wish to partake these actions, who say it is not all of their congregation

It does not change the ignorance, if it bothers your soul as so, you are the few who must have the want to change it

Being apologists does not excuse you, you stand idly by while the other wolves cause suicide and self hatred

Oh how the church is a joyful thing, joy for their own greed and hatred, believing they will get to heaven

How very strange, and yet sad

Unaware of the blood that runs through the cracks, among the withered corpses that lay beneath them

Denial is a foul drug, it is not mended by intervention, it isn’t removed by honesty

It is expediated by horror, it is exorcised by the blood drenched enlighenment

For honesty doesn’t cure it anymore, denial has evolved beyond the scope of reason

It has grown legs, it speaks as it pleases, it preaches as it pleases

It gains power and leads the ill informed to become its pawns

It is a mighty sick creature, a disgusting ooze that seeps into the minds of the unlucky

Denial is a fungal disease, it spreads its spores to all human life

It is chaos, and seeks to destroy

This is the way of denial

And ****** to those that help denial, for they become the sickness as well

Sorrow is a drug we humans must take everyday

For reasons of God

For reasons of Satan

For reasons of Nature

For reasons of the Universe

For whatever the reason of its existence, it permeates through the threads of humanity

It is a depressing factor of this thing called human condition, it seems to be the way of this world

But let us not add guilt, pity, or doubt to this ritual, for it makes sorrow that much stronger

We must take sorrow as it comes, with anger and confusion

But do not add to your sorrow, drink of the waters of joy, kindness, and understanding

For humanity can be a dark and cruel thing

I am human, my faults are clear, and they are visible

I to wonder of the darkness that lurks in humanity, if humanity is truly good

But I know that we have a choice, and we can chose to try and bring the light out of humanity

For I have seen love, I have seen kindness, and I have seen understanding

And I know it exists in abundance, under the sun, and under the moon

Take your lovers in your arms, kiss your children with joy and content, marry your kindness to someone in need, rejoice your personality and help others rejoice theirs

For the world is a dark and cruel place, we must try to do what we can for one another, less we become the darkness that exists in the world

We are not demons, we are not monsters, we are merely human, let use chose human in our daily loves, let us chose the good

Sorrow may exist in our humanity, but love, joy, and kindness also exists

Take sorrow, but chose love

You’re not set to have an easy road, you aren’t graced with luck and leisure, you will toil and labor for the things that you need

You will not get help, you aren’t deemed by the mass to be given the grace of the lord, this is the fate of this avenue

You won’t deserve it, but the cosmos has alligned against your favor, you will tend fields of rotted corn and unfertile abyss

You weren’t a lucky one, the world held a gun to you the minute you gave a pulse, unwanted in this darkness it became your craddle

You will ask for help, but will not receive it, for you are the shadow among the other shadows

This is a reality hard to mend, for the ones born to leisure never look under the stones they sit on

The marching cries of dark armies, the lambs breath halted by plumes of smoke and walls of flame

Ascend to the next plane, for this one has been scorched by hatred and malice, creatures of dread and pestilence rise from the ****** mud

In the primordial ooze of the human birth, crescendo’s of bashing hymns ring out in the echoes of gunshot blazes

Fires arise like an ignored diety, seeking its revenge

How rotten it is, true to see

Is burning bridges, among burning trees

Redact your senses, among this pyre

Will see our ends, in this burning fire

We gave our joy, for selfishness and greed

We developed a bloodlust, a mighty need

We ate the meek, and burned the rest

Now we wait for our rewards, in jest

This is humanity, blanketed with deceit

But it smiles at corruption, and always eats

This machine is burning bones, ever so much

When we lose all the bones, we will lose touch

Humanity smiles, with a bloodied grin

Blaming the innocent for its sin

This is so, this is such

A blood starved beast, lusting for much