It's bubbling up - I can feel it inside,
It's burning high enough to infiltrate my mind,
As quick as it went up, it descends down my spine!
Is this how it felt when the Lord's blood turned to wine?
My insides feel empty - like a bottomless hole,
My hands turn to ice as my body runs cold,
My heart is racing as if searching for gold!
Is this how it feels when Satan takes your soul?
I can feel my face perspire,
My fate is determined by liars,
My body collapses from being so tired!
Is this how Judas felt when he was engulfed by fire?
I feel so alone
with this cage as my home
My body is battered like a broken bone!
Is this how Mary Magdeline felt when she was to be stoned?
I refuse to let everyone's ignorance spoil me,
This battle drenches me with sweat, leaving my hands oily,
Making it hard to hold on as I wait for royalty!
Is this what its like to fight for what's right, when surrounded by disloyalty?
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