Prey

There's always full stops at the end of stories

there's always lines that turn a tale upon its head

This one goes for the unbelievers

turns honey into acid and turns joy to dread

The clean pair of heels

they showed replaced compassion

and destiny showed up vowing to never leave

Here's to the silent who succumbed to hatred

here's to the gullible that life deceived

And walls have a history of keeping secrets

for secrets

look to history of innocence

Doors can bring fear

guilt and hurt when opened

and ceilings there to cover what the devil sent

Moments seem eternal

and this hush is defening

as the power of the cloth consumes

the innocence and after hands clasp

as he prays forgivennes

an act that's well practiced by his reverence

Is this the power that you craved when once meek?

Your strangled frustrations fostered sick desires

You prey on the vulnerable and scar forever

and go back inside the church and pray for sanctuary

The mound under blankets left alone to tremble

he silences the sobs to halt the father's return

To sleep in isolation's a distracted comfort

but distraction's just the thing this frail child yearns.

One thousand hail marys can't erase your conscience

as you abuse with the power that's invested in you

Don't look to your heaven seeking some kind of solace

don't forgive them father for they know just what they do.