Prey

There's always full stops at the end of stories
there's always lines that turn a tale upon its head
This one goes for the unbelievers
turns honey into acid and turns joy to dread
The clean pair of heels
they showed replaced compassion
and destiny showed up vowing to never leave

Here's to the silent who succumbed to hatred
here's to the gullible that life deceived
And walls have a history of keeping secrets
for secrets
look to history of innocence
Doors can bring fear
guilt and hurt when opened
and ceilings there to cover what the devil sent

Moments seem eternal
and this hush is defening
as the power of the cloth consumes
the innocence and after hands clasp
as he prays forgivennes
an act that's well practiced by his reverence

Is this the power that you craved when once meek?
Your strangled frustrations fostered sick desires
You prey on the vulnerable and scar forever
and go back inside the church and pray for sanctuary
The mound under blankets left alone to tremble
he silences the sobs to halt the father's return
To sleep in isolation's a distracted comfort
but distraction's just the thing this frail child yearns.

One thousand hail marys can't erase your conscience
as you abuse with the power that's invested in you
Don't look to your heaven seeking some kind of solace
don't forgive them father for they know just what they do.