My Deliverer

I used to sing of deliverance

And my deliverer

Delivered from death

He apparently stole her sting

Delivering also me

(As long as I hailed him King)

I used to praise for deliverance

I used to offer him reverence

Offering prayers & incense

To me the system made sense

I used to sing of deliverance

And my deliverer

Delivered to crucifixion

Self-sacrifice for me

Delivering also you

If only you would see

I used to rejoice for deliverance

I used to grovel in reverence

Offering prayers & incense

Your rejection of the system made no sense

I used to sing of deliverance

And my deliverer

Delivering himself

To be fucked by us

To deliver us

From being fucked by him

I started to feel weird about deliverance

I began to wonder whether he deserved reverence

I stopped with the prayers & incense

To me the system makes no sense

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