Mother Mary watch her die
More delusional abstractness from me. It's a bit more sane than usual because I wrote it when I was only out of it enough that just the weird music that my mind makes up was running in my head, none of the other weird ass delusions that my bad habits give me.
Mother Mary watch her die
Mother Mary watch her cry
Mother Mary watch her color fade
Mother Mary guess who you betrayed?
Your only child is lost
Your religion at her life’s cost
A blonde little girls prays
Will god come and save the day?
No
Is it fair?
Can you hear her plea?
Is it fair?
Why can’t you see?
Is it fair?
The girl turns to Jesus
Jesus turns to God
God turns to Mother Mary
Who has turned her head to all
Is it fair?
Can you hear her plea?
Is it fair?
Why can’t you see?
Is it fair?
When hope leaves the girl
The girl leaves the world
The world leaves Mary
Standing all alone
Is it fair?
Can you hear her plea?
Is it fair?
Why can’t you see?
Is it fair?
The words “I love you”
Escape the cracked lips of Mary
The words are caught by the wind
Ready to be sent
Into the next victim’s heart
Is it fair?
Can you hear her plea?
Is it fair?
Why can’t you see?
Is it fair?
100 souls dammed to hell
100 people’s early farewells
100 souls, enslaved
1 place in heaven, saved
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