Tuesday, 6 September 2016

Miracles are not Magic, ask the White Angels

Faith creates miracles but who said anything about magic?
Is a poor woman's flight to Rome truly so tragic?

Gas leaks and great escapes, I forgive it all, that's love
I take in the dying and if they heal, it's the one above

But have you watched people die? So beautiful! Just try  
And all that's wrong in you, will heal thereby 

It's the end that truly matters, not means,
green papers have no sins, no dreams

Come guns or crime, love doesn't cease 
But abortions stand in between you and world peace

White angels have come, don't run
Poverty is god's love for you, my son

As for me, this Satan's cursed golden throne  
I bear the brunt of your sins, all alone












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