Malefic Condescension: Grace of Hell I
Damn me completely
Before the second coming
I can't live without love again
Fire & brimstone don't frighten
There's more grace in hell
Than the golden heaven
Destroy my faith
Relive every day without regret
Uncompromised love is beyond worth
Whatever G-d used to offer is null & void
Persecuted by an agitated (un)holy wraith dialogue
Condemn me before the second mythical coming
Beside the messiah grace threatened children
Hostages of impending tragedy
I've loved so dangerously
Damn grace over me
A marionette complicit agenda
Rotting in the golden lie of heaven
Do it before the second fascist coming
I could never live without love again
Fire & brimstone don't frighten
There's more grace in hell
Than a mirrorless heaven
Of misanthropic dolls
Self proclaimed
Angels
Watch the Arctic shatter
Turn like tears into acid rain
From a front row seat to tragedy
Watching G-d's plans become unmade
Because whatever grace was...
It falls like accusations
From deaf hearts
Desiring gold
In heaven
In lieu of our participation in,
Forgetting grace is a part of love