I'm The Poster Child for The Modern Day Dance of The Dead
I'm The Poster Child for The Modern Day Dance of The Dead
we are, we are the mistaken
wretched and inbred
we are, we are the forsaken
modern day dance of the dead
the headlines of hell
in the secrets we tell...no longer a priority
we are the golden age
ripped from the page...of your dead society
and salvation is, but a prayer away
but our words gently fall into decay
when we utter not a single sentence
in begging for Your repentance
Father help us
this life is not worth living anymore
when we forget what we're living for.
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hung from the rafters with care
Kevin Fitz<3
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