Zion's Grasp

God's arms are the highway and the lines laced with heroin
Speeding to Zion on a crazed coke binge
Blasting through the gates of my mind
Destroying arches of the addict's Midian

Zion's hands wrapped around my throat
Choking the sensuality from my being
Zion's heartstrings sing songs of digression
And his angels mock my death and gloat.

Jutting forth from the skin
My blood soaks into your eyes
Reeling from religion's heroin
Killing what harmony was left within

A soliloquy of horrific compassion
decides the fate of me
A harmonizing cry of degradation
unveils a spiritual symphony

Antagonistic figures
Bring their absolute and truth
What good is your absolution
If all it breeds is death?

Zion's hands wrapped around my neck
Wringing the breath from my lungs
Rendering our minds undead
The waking of my wasted life
Is something God should never neglect