Lord bless this day of prayer and fasting
In contemplation of life everlasting...

While I try to love you wrapped in cellophane
You package your transparent passion too...

You are the mother of seduction
The procreator of destruction...

Happy Birthday Lizzy
It seems we were busy...

Is heaven the place we place our gods
Or are we placed what are the odds...

I have an obsession with the so called grim reaper
The balance of the scales of the divine keeper...

Many times we search to fill the void
For something that will balance our scales...

One hundred percent of the time
When I try to write a rhyme...

We didn't let Him all the way in
Therefore we were living in sin...

I can't get through to you
No matter what I do...

Have you ever peered through spiritual eyes?
To gaze far past all incarnate physical, lies...

You got an annoying monkey on your back
There is a loose noose around your neck...