Apostate's Vendetta

I, the defier of divine misanthropy Deific cruelty I spit upon 'tween labored breaths How then doth absence bear such despondency? We shall see as heedless neglect I reciprocate At best a figment conjured by quixotic minds At worst the all-pervading overlord forever I'll despise Pierce and perforate corrupt authority on high I'm the apostle of one faith bereft Of blood perfect to lie The breaking of a heart shan't cease its blackening These onyx shards will bleed forth hatred deafening Cradled in helpless arms the martyr I profess Bleeding, more penance paid with innocence in vain Empty longing come to be an altar unto me For thee, our advocate for all humanity Obsolete yet immortal with memories stained By a premature end clasped with a chilled hand Twenty-three years we saw endured Transcends thirty-three unproved Backs turned to the absence above O come and let us mourn Remove the padded shroud No angel stood guard this day Never the dead could rejoin our plane When tombs unroll or pine doors sway Sinners all, but who were we? Flesh and blood physically seen So did our patron saint arise With death's whisper chased that night Twenty-three years we saw endured Transcends thirty-three unproved Backs turned to the absence above O come and let us mourn Set sail eternal on a short crimson fall From life's loud farewell trickles a lullaby to melancholy hearts hum everlastingly Awaiting kindred fate never on bended knee You gave up Your destiny forever unfulfilled Maybe you've peace at last O come and let us mourn