SACRILEGE

Flesh unto flash
god is with us
he shall set up a table for us
before our enemies
you shall drink the warm blood

We shall reap our enemies
upon the spear of fear
and eat the putrid meat of disgust

This is the meat
this is the blood
this is holy communion

We set your shame upon an altar
we offer this to you
that the word may be known

We bow down and pray
and thank thee
that we have made thee

In our image
strong and victorious
above thine enemies

LOST LOVE

When I no longer have your love
I shall no longer need your body
then should we pass each other by
it shall be as unknown strangers
who pass each other in the stream of life
toward our individual destinies

THIS IS IT

This is it
a not to solid earth
skies that change
water that flows
the air you breath
time from infancy
until infirmity
perhaps a century
with fears of dreams
or highs or lows
the many lovers
the illusions
and the delusions
the joy and pain
the loss and gain
what you touch
and what you feel
what you see
and what you hear
wihtin the now
and what is near
no mystery here
no gods no demons
no guiding stars
only friend or foes
and what of earth
you learn or get to know
what you love
what you appreciate
makes this great
love it or leave it
this is it