Sinner wander to confession
Bells chime for the blood
Bitter the air tastes
Metal-laced tongues

Moral high ground
The judges on their tip-toes
Sneak up on the wronged
To seek out the foes

Your air still claims my lungs
The bloodhound takes a whiff
of Justice for the bitter

Guilty is what I plead
for love that brought me sin

Regrets tie knots to throats
A necklace for the damned
I hold my post with a heavy heart
Boulders sink my stand

my lust for the outlawed
Open for all to see
my failed composure

They throw rocks and stones but
Your words have numbed me thoroughly
Fallen on a sword forged by my own hand
Buried deep between my wings

Lucifer was once an angel
Abel was one a man

I lost what was never mine
I gained what was never mine to be

-KH