Hanging Crucicix
Agonizing conquest divine
Torn apart in transgression’s parade
By unrepentant sinners in confessionals
Smeared in errs, drunk in gourds of unchastity
Bathed in muffled dirt and girded on fine linen of errors.
Draw this soul in pitiful grief as it wears away in turpitude
Ever lumbering tears as this eyes closes in dismay
In death’s agony as this blood and water flow
Hauled as a wood on the cross of distress
Pierced on resounding trials in Geths’
Daring Calvary Man.
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