Gods of Communion

I am not so sad any more
the pain has passed over me

I think i thought this since i was four
u reminded me of that lost glee

the blue of our hearts creates a signature
a dried red name, burnt into out physche

the blue smoke wraps itself in a blur
like an invasion slowly as the algae

they eat inside my head, they scream for recognition ?
but reality is it any truer is it any more sincere ?

we all scream in unision, we cry together
are we heard any better for our mass lamentation
as the religious shred their skin in a frenzy of communion
we too do the same, we shred our souls
scaring all of the spindle legged foals

oh god of communion
ah lord of flies and the rings too
why can't anything be true

I think that I am so unorginal
so lame as i spew out the same
shit of all my generation
self pity and a defiance
a morbid wish to challenge the worlds
a fascination with life and a dance with death

hey mister
cant' you help me ?
can't some one come and take us all by the hand
daddy has been skewered on isms

I know you will come in the end
I will watch and wait... I have really tried
the suicide of the gods has imprisoned us all
the wait is so hard the time so slow as we speed through life

the rings don't always seem to fit
as I put my trust in you

amen