(Compassion) As Skull Fragments On The Walls

front and center...

ten percent pulled apart vilified tolerate but only to patronize

hang a noose like a crucifix dangles high

leg breaking for your sheep becomes suicide

sticking to your guns provokes an ugly picture

of a child gagging on those same guns

transforming more self loathing youth

from queers to corpses in two seconds flat

you've got correction tape for every transgress

immediate approval for distress

call out your icon from its whites washed tomb

your perversion your blame your truth

trigger finger prints in a pool of blood

pray for us that our sins will come undone

now that you've decided in all of your tirade

that we are not worthy to live

you will burn in hell for everyone you've killed

for every drop of blood that you have ever spilled

diseased and deranged

became a draining mass of death at your request

in your prayers in your speeches you claim our death