Lepers...

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That ghost is far from holy.

Submitted: October 09, 2011

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That night

I heard laughter,

Lanterns piercing

Darkness' veil...

The leprosy

Creeping slowly

Into the skins

Of men...

They went tearing

Gristle from bone...

The lepers cry out

And they cry all alone...

And i know,

And i know

There is no holy

In this ghost anymore!

Dearest lady,

These people go parading

From city gates;

Straight to the fate

That awaits them

And has for

All of their lives

Full of strife...

Lay down,

Lay down,

I'm alone now for sure...

And i know!

And all alone I’ve known,

And all along I’ve known...

Lay down,

Lay down,

I'm alone now for sure...

All the lepers,

Sinners and madmen;

The parade of sadness,

They all walk away...  


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