ignorance’s victims whisper into her ear god's words through the teeth of mules moralistic guilt for the purpose of what? death to the deliverer of false ideas
when there's no solace in words no peace in the night
the face of compassion is too much to bear i wish i were made of air an outstretched hand is a fist poised to strike
in gods name, you shall suffer in the name of the lord, your family shall suffer lose your health, lose your fucking mind for the sake of purity, you shall die...