In the moonlight's gaze
I fly tonight,
sashes flowing,
no target in sight.
With wings to use
but nothing of pride;
I have failed the Almighty
and so I stride.
My views a bit perverse
but my goal all the same;
my methods may be wicked
yet I still play the game.
I kill the self-righteous
and ignorantly pious;
any who falsely use His name
for their own gain and stimulus.
And in the moonlight's gaze
I fly tonight,
blades unsheathed,
and targets in sight.
I fly tonight,
sashes flowing,
no target in sight.
With wings to use
but nothing of pride;
I have failed the Almighty
and so I stride.
My views a bit perverse
but my goal all the same;
my methods may be wicked
yet I still play the game.
I kill the self-righteous
and ignorantly pious;
any who falsely use His name
for their own gain and stimulus.
And in the moonlight's gaze
I fly tonight,
blades unsheathed,
and targets in sight.
