Paradise Down

Target one
Paradise Down
Prey is now praying
Not for the eternal
For security of creation

As the world was burning done
Men looked around to find God
Their faces sought the ground to pray
Not for grace to cover shame
But for more time to fuck

Target one locked on
Paradise on parade down
The prey is now praying
Not for eternal grace or change
But for security of a well crafted creation

The bonus is this
They merely sought to persist
Not to truly live
Not for another man
Not the starving
Not the amputee
Not even for themselves
But only for fucking
And of course ease, comfort and security