Bless Me Father For I Have Sinned

It's awfully cold in here

Where darkness is the only thing I see

in a tiny room bathed in fear.

Forgive me Lord for I have offended thee

For I have danced alone with demons and run with Terror freely

through scenes of bloody chaos with wild pagan cries

that echo through the darkness, all behind my eyes.

-Jackie-

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