Passion

Perfectly Flawed
2013-06-29 11:00:00 (UTC)

Salt for This Earth I pray you..

Salt for This Earth
I pray you Goddess to hear my prayer this time
My back is to the wall with nothing to climb
Now my story draws on ushering in the end
My enemies, the ecliplse in my eyes again
There is a field made from human ashes
Salt for this earth clots in my eyelashes
If there are any heros cut from Her cloth here
Then they were martered not by faith but by fear
I'm afraid the cross is no longer my burden
But a weapon for war I place my guilt within
If there is a city that opens through the sky
It will not be what replaces my life when I die
There is a field made from human ashes
Salt for this earth clots in my eyelashes
If there are any heros cut from Her cloth here
Then they were martered not by faith but by fear
Please let them know it was my personal crusade
My choice to control fate was a game I overplayed
It is no wonder that I dream of touching heaven
When I know verses in blood can't be unwritten
There is a field made from human ashes
Salt for this earth clots in my eyelashes
If there are any heros cut from Her cloth here
Then they were martered not by faith but by fear




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