Sunday, February 17, 2008

the cup


Father if you are willing remove this cup from my breath
may my blood cover theirs by this holy death
i fear, i fear this dreaded sinful horror
light will endure through this darkened hour
in agony i have fallen Father simply see
i take this cup fully from them unconditionally
my blood as a ransom, my body sacrifice
a stinging traitors kiss my death will suffice
i glare into its contents as i take their final blow
i drink its final poison, it is finished, Father know

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