
I’m Sorry I'm sorry for what We did to you Holy Christ But still we do it Somehow in our crazy Insane rush to sin We crucify you over & Over again We ignore you Rejecting that inner plea To adore you From that ignorant stance Within only one Darkened evil glance We completely deny You exist Becoming what Is called atheist Oh, Dearest Son of God When will we banish For good such thoughts! One day you've promised To return To gather to yourself Those who've spurned A devil's temptation To deny your royalty Through their attempts To express their loyalty As back into your arms And heart eternally will they all be Gathered most joyfully!






