James Cole IV - Heretic

A red sea with no currents
They all become servants
Impossible to all that holds light
Plagues form behind their minds

The sickness eats what's inside
As they try to form the tides

Bless the sinner
Eat the winner
Conquer all you find

Sew my eyes
So I can't see
Make me blind

This is my everything
All things that are nothing
Everybody wants to say something
Come talk to the demons I hide

Led to believe that a god can save you
I refuse due to the things I've been through
Place your palm upon the book of the damned
Cries of the dead question the life you have pledged

Crusades
Salem
Worldwide
Ignorance

White-God-
Privileged
Pedophile
Politics

When I was born someone cast upon me a spell
My lungs were clouded by the blackest fogs of hell
Forever foul-mouthed towards
Everything I fucking hate
You say you're different but
Evil's all the fucking same
Motherfucker

Written by:
James Cole IV

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