My God's hands rise above me And show me birth Bastardized spirit; Death brings disdain for the fading of nature A blood clot upon the wicked tongue of our so-called savior My unresolved solace My cries for you, For the evil which suffocates my being For those of this Earth, My apologies; for I watch you suffer While my own takes you upon your throat Indifference I weep Indifference of life I weep Access your God's inflicted wounds My retribution for these vile tongues I cry Impurity upon you Eroded innocence By the false perception of strength Life stripped of its love Hate imprinted upon you Oh Seraph, I lie here I weep.