3 Days Later
The fire of the night is the light in my eyes
This stain in the mud marks the spot where I died.
There was nobody there, there was nobody there.
They took me to Your church since I was three years old,
So where were You as my blood grew cold?
Too busy with heavanly pleasures, You just didn't care.
In innocence and faith I died in pain.
In madness, rage and hate I live again.
You lied, You coward, just to see me bow,
You never loved me. You must fear me now.
Copyright 1998 Carrie Laben
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