Monday, January 10, 2011

The Amazing and Awful

I’ve been battered and beaten and left for dead
You’ve stomped on my grave and screamed my name
I have withstood this and risen, grabbing the shovel from your hand
You’ve gaped in awe at my resurrection
Only to swing a bloody axe at my poor head
Never will I suffer worse
But always will I rise again 
I have a soul that can withstand all your vile putrid hate
You may slay the body all you like and I know you like to slay the body
I return in full form
The amazing and awful
The truly spiritual
Bring your simmering boiling rage
Reign it upon me
I will spit in the eye of all the manifest destruction of your wasted anger
And be here smiling

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