He shines with light    a sheep they say 
they never see him the same way 
his children see him everyday 
dripping, snarling, heavily 
he will not show us sympathy 
to see a beast so shrewd revealed 
layer by layer   each is peeled 
sorrows skin for us to see 
no one else can   apparently 
howling now a sinful tune 
he sheds his skin beneath the moon 
a wolf we see and not the lamb 
all his children are the damned 
he has no time to lie in wait 
he must move now   our sin is bait 
devour our souls  it's far too late 
what lies beneath    not heavens gate 
sorrow is the skin he's in 
sorrow are his children 
shed his skin and you will see 
a heart too dark for empathy 
sorry he could never say 
would it   could it   take away 
the stain he leaves as he betrays 
he laughs again another day

and steals our soul another day


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