Heresy

I crawl against the wind
The chafe, the freeze, brethren
Housed in holy grim
For there's hunting in this wind

For their eyes were watching wrong
They drank a cup of poison's song
Heresy
Heresy
Bloodletting
In her I believe

For they don't own your skin
I see Eros in the wind
Housed in prurient grins
For they hurt, they kill, they win

You surrender all your arms
To become somebody's charm
Cruelty
Cruelty
Bloodshedding
In her I still believe



Credits
Writer(s): Emily Jane White
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