Awaiting destinies dealt hand,
He asks, "must I be held as a martyr,
is there not way other than sacrifice?
I am a preacher (pacifist)
(Padrig Pearse) the revolutionary terrorist?"
"Self preservation scars me as
the nails soon will. Damn this faith
I am not the prototype of a rock star
going down in a blaze, (a Kamikaze Christ),
to fortify salvation for the agnostic souls".
Even in cowardice I can't help but be
envious of this immortal who welcomes death.
By his Turin I nestled whispering
Counsel and condolence; for what
It is worth, (these words make revelation.)
So we bleed, as all brave men must
to prove their worth, my bleeding is
weak lust (vacant trespasses) conceited.
Your agony flowers with devoted purpose
Embrace this conquest, rise above us (pigs in dust).
This Last Supper of fish,
a final kiss from Judas.
It was a simple act made more
humbling by roman humiliation.
Friday is a good day… on which to live or die.
" Lord, stay with me
Don't go down
I will never be free
If I am not free now."
Nick Cave - No more shall we part.
There's a feeling of contentment Now that you are here I feel satisfied I belong
inside Your velvet heaven" Depeche mode