Moved From Your Apathy Poem by david gerardino

they shot a preacher today, then pissed on his grave.

they said he was a fagget and a liar, soon to be a

drug slave.

they said he used to be a nice man, even showed up

on time, then some thing happend to this man, so

they took all the gold away.

they shot a preacher today, said he was a conman

filled with demons and lust.

, then kicked him in the

balls, then put him on the cross, so much blood, so

much lost.........

they killed a preacher today, then drank a toest

to this evil ghost, then with a smile they walked

that mile, and sang, this is my body, this is my bread

this is my wine............