Saturday, June 7, 2025

No Innocence

Hell dances over my head

Demons sing and dance

Drunken songs screeched

Words that curdle good


Darkness tries to draw me in

More than just my own sin

Screeching voices all I hear

Darkness is still coming near


Hell thinks the battles won

They sing a song of victory

I look up beyond their fair

And see all that is so Fair!


I am innocent of the charge

But guilty of plenty more

I am innocent of this thing

But I am no innocent thing!



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