Dear God,
I'm a terrible sinner,
I'm always there, eating dinner
on devil's table.
My hands are filled with red wine,
And my heart have been enshrine
in bloods of innocents, that's turned to sweet wine.
I'm delighted running back
to my stinking mud,
Like pig honoured to be in a room,
but chose to go the way to doom.
I'm a persecutor,
blasphemer and terminator.
Devil has honored me with top
ranking agent who have got to hilltop
of unredeemable unrighteousness.
Oh Lord, I'm a gorgeous terrorist
to the glittering light that lights the path of calvinists.
I turned myself to thorn in flesh of your worshippers,
they go foodless and thirsty yet I sting 'em like scorpion.
Dear Alpha and Omega,
I have run far and wide,
Killed, troubled and defiled
the pious and true believers.
But Lord, here am I
Crying and running back
to your saving arm,
with humble heart,
I'm here to be your mouthpiece and eyes.
In the end, let me dine
And wine with you.
Let my thoughts be intertwine
With your bizarro ado.
Oh Lord, hear the cry of a gorgeous sinner.
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