Lover, the Lord Has Left Us
Lover, the Lord has left us, if ever the Lord was here. Forever we knelt before a golden calf, its name was Trust. We dealt a blow by a jagged blade, its name was Lust. Now we feign what we feel, we feed what we fear. We feign what we feel, but we do as we must, together. We are not but babes, grand but without grace…
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