Monday, December 6, 2010

A voice cries out.

Only likely to be correct
Killing freedom, liberty
An all intensely purposed sect
Purporting your superiority
I ask you to repent

Jumping forward as you sing
Falling toward a voidance grave
An apathetic pathetic ring
No longer lifting arms to save
I ask again, please repent

Eating dancing with sweet merry
You ignore the cold, the lost
Consequences do no not vary
Even should you not count the cost
To you, was I, the Baptist sent

Change your ways, do something good
Your recklessness to be undone
Former evil ways, reject you should
The virgin came, with the chosen one
To the Christ Child we should repent

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