| This is a revelation: I am waiting here to die
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| Hanging and bloodied; |
| the apple of my Father’s eye
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| An ample carnal offering to forever sate his ire;
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| The emaciation of the soul, the evisceration of desire
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| «But my children! |
| My children, mourn not my battered flesh;
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| Cover thine eyes from the blood of reality;
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| In harmony and agony, my grace will guide you through;
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| To comfort you, within you; |
| to punish you, become you.»
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| My eyes peel open, I’m met with a mirror of black;
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| This lack of divine, no light shining back
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| Withering image of flesh and bone, earth and stone;
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| The cave has been opened, can I step outside?
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| The sun illuminates truth; |
| I close my eyes
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| «My children! |
| My children, gather now around;
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| Bear witness to this martyrdom; |
| the lamb of god
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| Slaughtered on this maternal ground
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| Stakes pierce the flesh, my blood is freed for you;
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| She drinks my blood for you!»
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| Why? |
| Show me reason why my loving Father, so benevolent
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| Requires the sacrifice of his only son
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| What father desires the pain of his own spawn?
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| What love warrants the suffering of anyone?
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| I look to the crowd to seek their approval;
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| But they bark and they snarl and lust at my removal
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| They condemn like Gods! |
| Yet they wield no power
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| And such is humanity; |
| «Why embrace, when we can devour?»
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| I now am helpless, nothing, free; |
| sunlight pours in;
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| Cosmic vastness, revelation;
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| Death, the only end
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| Now that I can see, I close my eyes forever;
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| I feel that void; |
| feel hysterical laughter
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| I hear the voices of the dead, and the irony in their calls;
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| Now that they can see, there’s nothing to see at all
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| My Father, my father, progenitor you cannot be;
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| This flesh is the summation of all that I am, all I shall ever be
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| My Father, my God
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| Why have you forsaken me? |