For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son
Whether truth or conundrum
I am left in awe of this vision
You see she has taught me the meaning of love
With every tear I cried
With all its sweet suffering
I sacrificed my body for this
I bled the dust from which I was created
To appease your appetite
And yet she turned it around
And said it wasn’t enough
Empty I stood at her door
With the garbage bags that rival santas gifts
I have nothing more to give
This well of plenty dried up
And now seeks new holes to dig
Let me start this quest to bleed again
And carry crosses for the next
For the lamb I am
Bury me and I to shall rise
I to shall rise…
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