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by Beautiful Chaos Nov 15, 2008 category : Life, society / faith, religion
Fornicate sinners All bearing the mark Wear your sin on your skin Redemption is coming Time will erase Great evil we sowed from within Dance by the fire Howl at the moon Cast your stones of regret Consumed by it all You'll wither and fall A glory we all shall forget An obscure little speck In the bright milky way A creator who has to be sleeping For if he could see What we do to each other Surely he'd burn us while weeping Tears of great sadness For what went awry At the hands of an almighty God Who couldn't foresee What his hands brought to be Or why we just might find that odd