When the night is oh so long
and hope is wearing thin
falling veils are all that sells
raw gossip, flesh, and sin
There are walls forever built
of words misunderstood
solid concrete lies we whispered
just because we could
Exemption ain’t redemption
but salvation could be worse
every church i went to
took the money from my purse
Exemption ain’t redemption
but perhaps its just as well
with all the saints in heaven
I may have more friends in hell ~
Lions Mane 