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I have decided to write things down |
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so that the world can take part of my work |
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The things I had to do for God |
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I would not wish for anyone |
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But he chose me because I was strong |
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I was his tool to undo wrong |
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I have worked so hard through the years |
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but I never found innocence beyond their tears |
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I remember it like yesterday |
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I was high on life and the sun kissed my face |
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Mary was on her way home |
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I was not far behind and we were all alone |
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In the glade by the river I took her by the arm |
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She was scared but she did not utter a word |
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A temptress like the ones |
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my father had warned me about |
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When I tried to kiss her she fought back |
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and I knew she was a demon because I wanted her like that |
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She stopped breathing by the pouring of a stream of red |
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invoked by the hammer that I smashed into her head |
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And I wept for her soul but I know she found peace |
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I could see her spirit vanish beyond the trees |
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This day God opened my mind and He made me see |
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I knew He would return to summon me |
