I was alone in the abyss, searching far and wide,
Its smile shot to me like an illuminating light.
I tried to grab the beam but there was a voice that said
Darling the beam isn't real, just ask for it's hand.
And out it came a hand so so bright
The darkness surrounding was consumed by its light.
The colors I saw were vivid and clear, all I needed was this hand to wipe away my tears


Alas the beam couldn't wash away my sins, I needed to see more and was consumed by greed.
It's human nature, it's our need. I wanted to see more of you, from the abyss I wanted to be freed.
The hand pulled away with such might and such speed and told me it didn't want to mislead.
I begged and begged but no matter my plead, I was gray and it was bright, it couldn't mix with my creed.


To the hand now I say, why did u illuminate my night to day.
If I had never known the brightness of the colors, the world around me would've remained gray.
Now as you slowly pull back your beam I ask in dismay, as you go please take this pain away.

Lord, tread me down if, Lord, You must.
Lord, tread me down in my disgrace.
Lord, tread me down, grind me to dust,
But put Your footprints on my face.

Lord, tread me down, the LORD eclipse,
And stomp me where my words I eat:
Deign to allow my ***** lips
To kiss the bottoms of Your feet.

She’s a flower of burned dirt
with pale and bony legs
- her emaciated thighs
etched with scars.

She’s been cutting to the music
of an inner, minatory choir
- a song of spite-filled sorrow
and perpetual farewell.

Christmas in the shadows
the hopeless hollow-days
in the kind of barren places
where our savior made his way.

The angels mark your passing
and they understand your pain
- when the roll is called in heaven
seraphim will speak her name.

What is this Love?
This glorious mercy from above:
This life He gives
So I can live
How can I not worship fore’er?
O read and see—the Lord is here.

What is this Cross?
His love in fullness there displayed
So I can say
That e’en today
I have a home eternally
O read and see—the Lord is free.

What is this Tomb?
The reason He was in the womb:
To bleed and die
So He could buy
Us all back from our own dark graves
O read and see—the Lord, He saves.

What is this Day:
This day He rose and left the grave?
Let the world know
His love o’erflow?
How can I not tell all the world?
O read and see—the Lord, He serves.

What is this Love?
This glorious mercy from above:
This life He gives
So I can live
How can I not worship fore’er?
O read and see—the Lord is here.

Intro:
Humanity balances in the grasp of a belief of a higher order a belief that handicaps and restrains us from our true self and what we desire to become just for the fact to be in a nirvana that nobody has proof that it is real
For we could know we all could be going to hell for the corrupted society and government we live in

Poem:
They wanna lock me outa of sight for not recieving any contacts
That the lord and savior had givin out to me
Then i beheaded a ******* for his contacts
i hide the body where nobody could see

See the devil in my eyes with his contacts
Now my eyes are blacker than the bottom of the sea
Everybody knows that were going to hell
Everybody knows that we will never be free

All I can ever ask when you leave me

Was I enough?

Would I ever be enough?

People are always fascinated by me

Attracted to me.

Proclaiming that they will love me for all eternity.

And I can only sadly laugh at such mockery that fate keeps bestowing upon me.

Face it, for all of you who try to love me.

You cannot handle me.

In the end you will always leave me behind.

While I am stuck with the burden of trying to forget.

Your love is not enough.

And you only view me as your saving grace from this ****** world you only suffer in.

But I cannot save you.

To hell with your hero complex.

You most certainly can't save me either.

Love is not enough.

And I am not worth the trouble

-Kore