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

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