You said you lived a perfect life without sin,
And you say my actions were plain to see
Filthy, murderous of spirit, woven by demons.

You didn't claim it yourself
It was your followers who said it
No one here will say I'm pure of spirit

But you are. You are pure spirit,
And I am your solenoid,
Channeling you
And we necessitate an enemy

(Unless we can pick a different paradigm)

And we can be our own enemy.
But Jesus walks with us.

My life was, is, and will always be perfect.
Perfect and present,
Until there's no future.

A quantum infinity.

This is the end of me.