In the backwoods
lies a ghost of a river...
I trusted so many before you
Even though I knew there was none to compare...
Why must you make me your slave?
You are not God, and even if you were...
When I accept the rule of the innocently cast...
I become increasingly aware of sins I often own...
Oh I remember you now,
Your hair and beard whiter than snow crystals when...
If I were you...
I'd rain down my anger because I 'm not worthy of...
Bless me Father for I have sinned in so many ways
Lord you know its been its been long since I've...
A dead man walking!
Though I am dead, I still walk, talk and sing...
*Picture of the book spine poem...
Jake the God hater...
An open gate
One that leads to a secret place...
Life is just a game of Russian roulette.
You play your reckless game...
Swift as lightening, the morning star fell,
down to earth, where he would dwell...