Saturnalia Every Time I Die

Once
God
Gives
You
No-
Thing
To fear
Fear then

It reads
Your lips
It reads
Your lips

We festered in the dark
Flies on the wall had us surrounded
The almighty eye is inescapable
All the unknown is manifest
The gallows are vast and they are vacant
What was unsaid is understood
The Lord, he is fierce, but he is patient
What was undone will stay undone
Our prayers are delayed and they are makeshift

The aura's around me