Sinking In Sin

Dark clouds are packing, witness the wrath of God. Rain is pouring on our heads like needles. The rain is cutting in our face. The bitter taste of our enemies. Rotting away in the bowels of humanity. I sink, I'm sinking down. But I won't drown in this stream. We already died when we fell. Before we crashed onto the concrete. Sucking those nipples one time to many. Exhausted remains are faling apart. The flow is washing away our sins. To start all over again in a empty womb. When all wounds were healed. We just had to rip them open again. Pouring salt into these leaks. Scratching fingers flesh, cold, numb. The bleeding finaly stopped. But the pain will never end. Starving naked before god's eyes. Father laughs, our mother dies