Coin

I see it in the moonlight
As angels start to weep
Hear it in the darkness
The gods can't get to sleep
It's filling up the hole
That once contained my soul
Haven’t I bled enough for everyone
All your sins
Your confessions
How they reek
What I see all around in God’s forsaken land
Banks in old churches
Pulpit now an ATM
Lose me in your prayers now
You don't want to sleep
I'm hiding in the shadows
Just beyond reach
I'm the fear of your children
The killer close at hand
Another street preacher
Bible fallen where he stands

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