Bastardly Cowardly Whore
Uploaded by trillianmcmillan on Jul 30, 2002
A Coward you are!
A Bastardly Cowardly Whore!
To you, what happens happens
But of your life you are no captain.
Slaves you assign to cross that thin line
And do all the dirty work for you.
You Bastard! You Coward!
You run yourself through with your own sword,
And now have the assurance
That you shall never be saved by our Lord.
As you slice at other’s hearts,
You slice your own wrists.
But while the heart, over time, will mend,
The blood from your body flows to the floor
Making all that is beautiful
Drown in a sea of gore.
And soon you see only red,
Not of hate nor anger,
But because the blood is now over your head.
You have drowned in you own agonies
But do not even know
That the blood which flows is yours.
In your mind it comes from your victims:
Those you slayed and enslaved,
Yet for every death you see
The closer to hell you will be.
And while those of us remain,
Shallow breaths fill our lungs,
Your breath is taken away
As the pits of fire consume your dead flesh.
And while our hearts revive,
Yours is hung out to dry.