Hold for the Savior
He will guide you with his saber
Keep your soul in his favor
Even if he should waiver
You will never have to cower
From his Holy Power
Proselytize your way through your time on the pulpit
Away from the prying eyes of the makers who focus on
Grey sky waiting for our lives to fade so they can
Economize the normal guy, hand him off to a filler god
One who took over the job for the last five, yes I say
Don’t buy the new model the old problem was just fine
Desire covers eyes while televised debates show
Hi fi achievements via the other slob’s mistakes
Lives are buried under libraries of lies
Passing as reference for allies battling themselves
For the prize of all eyes being on their
Alibi, give it time, take the wine, hand over
Libations to cover the stain of stagnating waste
On the tongues of those who break their cloth
Turn soil into dirt and sell it off
Put apples on our heads and miss their mark, it’s the family’s loss
Here’s the monument to where the culture died
Marble carved face with plywood inside
Quartet inch thick quick to slide aside in case
Baptized fakes victimize and need to hide
Efficient earning statements empathize easily while
Vigorous vermin veil us visually with
Illicit imagery of impurity, insecurity of mind
So lessons lose their lead
Evil smiles splayed out in primary colors
Shepard's ferrying their flocks away from their brother’s under
Protest of lovers swayed by wonder and smothered by
The ideals of mothers covering for lost opportunity
When unity fell it was between the aisles
Its last breaths beaten out by freshly waxed shoes
Fed into the grinder to be divided amongst the divine
To serve as fertilizer for their vines to climb towards that Holy Power
Hold for the Savior
He will guide you with his saber
Keep your soul in his favor
Even if he should waiver
You will never have to cower
From his Holy Power
These were unused lyrics for a previous project