• smithswords101 10w

    Worship

    Consume my lips and let me breathe my voice into you
    I have been bowed too long.
    The creak of my body as I unbend hymns through your temple
    Loud, louder still, till you are on your knees in supplication
    Men are only gods after death
    But I am mortal temptation
    And you are no longer my religion