Non-Believing Hands

Written By: Lady Alera Van Hexis

Blood fell from non-believing hands

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nd washed into the sky

Blood fell from a single tainted soul

And fell as that one soul did cry

A god who gave his life for us

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hines through within her soul and heart

And blood falls now from non-believing feet

And washes into a single sky

Forced to carry one great burden

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own a street of jeering torment

She must carry this burden now

As thorns slice a non-believing brow

Whips ring out the call of justice

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alse and lying like the rest

Scars that bind her to forever

As whips wound her non-believing back

One final call of deathly judgment

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wound unto the side was made

For death will come so swift a sentence

To her non-believing soul

This final wound will be the last

The judgment of the non- believer past

She has wounds that send her to

The place she must call home

Will this non-believer wither?

In the gates of deepest hell

Or will this non-believer fly away?

To heavens door

Or live to tell…