by Mark Mangum
One night I had this dream
That I was stretched out over the world
Being crucified for my beliefs.
These people nailed me to this cross
In hopes of redeeming themselves
And hoping that their sins would be forgiven.
Now I walk amongst you as a ghost in this world
Searching out these people to punish them for their darkest desires,
Their innermost fears,
And their purest dreams,
For that is what they bled me for.
I want to watch them suffer through their meaningless lives
Knowing how hypocritical they were.
How they killed a man for things they too hope for,
For taking away my right to live my life to the fullest.
So I had this dream…