​rotting in dirt - Persecution Fetish

I’m still forgetting everything that I knew that would take me there
Store up your treasures now
I hope you're prepared
Your gift to fuel your efforts searching for the promised land
Fed and full and sated by the blood on your hands
Offering your followers a wealth of milk and honey
Raping congregations, pleading penance with their father's money
Every man, woman, and child, dragged slowly in single file
I'm a new bride defiled by the salt of your hand
Does he watch as his land decomposes?
Tend his flock as they piss in the roses?
Sow the seeds in our filth and our bile?
Chew the roots as we wither and smile?
I waited patiently to find peace in that very hope
For martyrdom interwoven through so many
To rise in cherubic glee and take the bullet
To spatter and stain every holiest name
Plunged into this world in a vessel of sin
A wilted heart embedded in porcelain skin
My palace of decay behind Cheshire grin
Your perfect piece of paradise is so paper thin
Eternity with all of you?
I'd kill myself again
Your motives bury every word that you say
A glimpse of heaven and you'd burn all of our bodies
To light your way