For Me He Bled

Go ahead for the kill

Hit me with the stigma

That's been accompanied by havin' to take a pill

One that makes a man appear to be a bit of an enigma

With nothin' but his guts to spill

Due to the churches lack of kerygma

The demons in my mind seldom stay still

Even if I met a preacher with just the right Charisma

I'd still continue to be known as mentally ill

On my head demons have fed

I didn't listen to what was all said

The conversation was sick and red

Then I hit 'em with the power that can raise the dead

I let them see

it was for me

to be free

Jesus Christ bled

Enough said

>-)))°>J.Wiggy