A WARRIOR SONG

I carried your burden,
your guilt and your shame,
but God knows the truth,
and you know the same!

For Silence watched you,
on that fateful day,
my Father saw too,
that you was to blame!

And angels wings held me,
and lifted me high,
from the damage you dealt me,
and the tears that I cried!

And a new peace which found me,
sung a warrior song,
of white wings around me,
glowing boldly and strong!

So I'm giving it back now,
all the guilt and the shame.
It's not mine to carry,
for I had no blame!

It's your name that's marked,
by the darkness you hold.
For a moments quick pleasure,
to satan, now sold!

It's you that is fallen,
in that old sodden soil,
to be trodden and toiled,
in the mud where you crawl!

For hell claims its earnings,
and eternally burns.
While I'm wrapped in white wings,
you're wrapped up in worms!

SHOESTRING SHANE