Corrupted in Thought (Ill-Deserving) - Creations

Possessed by the voices in my head

that Crept through my heart full of envy

I am your perfect son I am the righteous one

No one can prove me wrong,

My opinions held higher than the throats of the ones i slit

to bring forth the schemes

in the darkest depths of my heart.

I’ve done it all,

I’ve done it all

My works for the world to see

Who are you,

Who are you to correct me.

Oh Son of man I’ll tear your kingdom down

As long as my empire stands

Corrupted from birth

By sin and society

With A heart of stone I lash out

Corrupted I have blood on my hands

We have blood on our hands

Death is Gods Justice

I have done nothing but spit in the face of Christ

Full of pride with the stench of filth,

on my breath Ill-deserving,

Forgiven from my sin with Blood shed my slate

you cleaned Irresistible,

your grace delivered me

And broke my heart of stone

This heart of stone that was giving to me

by this world i once called home.

So I deserve the justice for my sinful ways.

But as for me I will take it with a grain of salt,

Cause i cant see the means to that end,

so ill use His grace to justify the way Ive been acting.

Ive been wondering in and out of consciousness,

Ive been searching for you with a bottle in my hand.

these words of uplifting just come so easy to me,

But the actions i take not even I understand

I am the very state of corrupted in thought,

I am the one who lead you all to believe

and than got caught.

God is there any point to know if you are still there,

It shames me to know that through the past 6 months you actually care.