War Torn from Dark Realm by Fire From Heaven

A war of becoming
I am sent to fight
In a pit of worms and snakes
Scared, cold, and hungry
The serpents bite, injecting venom inside
With clever lies and deceit they poison

My goal is in sight,
Escape from the pit of serpents
Finally a chance to breath as a hand reaches out to me

Climb out to find a feast and love unending
A loving father with arms wide open

“These are my gifts, now take and eat.”
I’m starving, but these gifts I refuse to receive
Witness with horror as I cut myself open
And devour my own guts instead
Now I cast myself back to the serpents!

To be your creation I shall refuse

This is the defiance of sin, the evil and wretchedness of man’s rebellion
Let us cast ourselves back into the fire instead, back into the pit of snakes that we hate God for allowing.

War-Torn, refusing the very thing we’re searching for
Back home to the slaughterhouse we go

Knowing and shunning it’s evils
Yet to the devil for food we continue

his food, made from our own flesh or of our fellow man
We devour ourselves and eachother
Like pigs we are, we deserve the hellfire
Yet upon the cross he hung, Oh God forgive my wretched sin

Fulfill your promises, let this man and his sin be crucified
Let the stone in my chest be turned into flesh

Let my numbness feel again the weight of my sin, and then let the weight be lifted

Oh God Heal this war torn heart, let me die that I may come to life.

Tear out the stone no matter how painful
I don’t want any fabrications
I want the real and true thing, though it appear as fragile, it is living.

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