The holy spirit

The Holy Spirit, how it departed from me!
Oh, how it wanted to be free
Of my raging insanity, of my hypocritical demeanour
Of my burning hatred, for all there is and more

I wish he’d come back, I wish I could call Him
But He has departed hence, the chances are slim
That He’d remember me, that I could save my soul
Life is all very cold.


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