Willow Wisp Your Children Shall Take Me As Lord
The world is responsible
For creating another martyr
And you have been killing me
Since the moment I began dying
Why do you scald me
For not imitating your intrepid falsity
Each day I wake to grace the earth
With my godliness,
It is not Jesus I worship
But the image of me
They crucify me, for crucifying the one crucified
How do they know the one they praise
Has not lied!!
If one is to be adored
I want to be as well, yet also abhorred
Burden me-But your children shall take me as their lord
My death wish they must buy into, and they will afford!!
