Sin

Pain, purgatory, penance, for a pension

To ease the worry and strife of those

Plagued by many a transgression

Both your allies and your foes

Plagued by the convention of peace

Torn to threads by the remnants of war

Eras of bloodlines to arise and then cease

As the prophets proclaim of the forbidden whore

Lust swallows and consumes the masses

Sexuality and sensuality become blind attachments

As the pleasure rises, life begins to burn to ashes

Leaving nothing but ripped flesh and broken fragments

Greed consumes not the flesh, but the heart

Both in the soul of man, as seas of blood part

The taste of money tinged with a metallic tart

As the coldness of it buries life before it can start

Sloth paints a picture of peace and slumber

As the winds of the night carry your soul away

But when one stays forever, they become a number

One of many, who’s lack of action has a price to pay

Wrath that tears apart families and societies

Is often accompanied by the highest of impropriety

As the heart and soul harden, consuming the diocese

Destroying the temples with a harsh sobriety

Gluttony as the herd consumes more than it needs

Tainted by the darkness as it takes root through the seeds

Of damnation, calloused the darkness breeds

Until the damned are what the darkness feasts upon and feeds

Pride of those unwilling to accept the collapse

Societal ashes blanketing the skies

Those who are unwilling to accept society’s lapse

Shall be left alone with the echoes of lost cries

Pain, purgatory, penance for a pension

To confide within the souls that remain without mention

As the last strings of humanity tear beneath the tension

Sin swallows all who do not repent and ask for ascension

The intention of the Father was to save

His judgment is not lax, but pensive

But understood the pain that would follow

As His creation sought out the presence of the obscene, the offensive

Tainted by the juice of the forbidden fruit

Snatched from the grasp of love at first hand

Darkness as it faced off in the greatest dispute

While the prophecy had already been planned

Sin consumed all who are not well acquainted

The end of everything shall be sooner to come

Without the blessing of the Father, their souls remain tainted

And their cries will be crushed under thumb with a hum