You are weak...
A poor excuse for a God...

I want to spend my life with you
Giving you all my love...

Slipping off my shoes, I creep through the door
Stepping over the infrared beam, moving with...

Taking your toes in my hand massaging them gently
Moving to the instep of both feet telling you to...

Afrikaners create apartheid
Tormenting all others...

When you look into my eyes
I feel all the love you give...

Noise, disenchanted voices in the night
Screams and pleas for mercy that will not come...

Rolling through this life, soulless and lost
Finding you a blessing, a dream come true...

Dark red dust clinging to my shoes
Emerging from the badlands of my life...

Witches dancing in the fire light
Ancient rituals being played out...

Because you asked...
Because you care...

As night over takes the day and sleep sets in
I am awash in a sea of thoughts and images...