Cameron Belmont 2

They tell me all these filthy lies

That he is with him now

With our loving god

Our loving god?

I am most bitter

As I still writhe in pain

I was stung by a thousand wasps

And stripped of all that is good

Of all that is beautiful

Of all that was ever given to me

I am a stray bullet, a rogue arrow

Ready to pierce all that is living

I am the nameless tomb

I am the soul snatcher

I am the used whore

The accursed victim

They talk about god

As I brace my tongue

My poor mother, being fed the same lies

God is a deceiver

What I lost I cannot reclaim

But I can take the rain to you all

Take your beloved crucifix

And lick it all over

Shove it down your throat

Jesus of Nazareth; look at him

Going feet first down your fucking throat

As your eyes water

From shoving the lord down your gullet

I drown in laughter

In infinite laughter

The first time I've laughed in a while