Statues

A statue in a church

Will never feel the light of God

A footprint breaks the dirt

A whore ascends her grim façade

I don't think you know me

So why are you pretending that

You'll ever own me

All I have is yours to take away

The anger calls again

As hate becomes my closest friend

How could you be enough

A little boy of only ten

He calls and calls for help

But no one's really listening

The wolf is at his back

The fear is almost crippling

I don't think you know me

So why are you pretending that

You'll ever own me

All I have is yours to take away

All I have is yours to take away

All I have is yours to take away

All I have is yours to take away