Christ is a crutch for the weak and those whose backs are broken. Those who think themselves to be strong are deceived by self. Bare my bloodstainded crown... crown of thorns. Swallow my pride, suck in the truth. Cleanse and purge me so that my blood runs clean. Running spirit spreads through my veins illuminated my soul. Burn. I see the fire. I see the red in your eyes. It burns, it burns. Death encircles destroying lives. We need something to hold onto. Something to fix my eyes upon. Something to get me through. This is my crutch. Consume me. Help me stand. Shine in me. Shoot right through me until my eyes and fingertips illuminate.
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