INNOCENT BLOOD

by April Sims

Do you really want innocent blood on your hands

Blood that cannot be washed away

Are you truly willing to sacrifice them for a

Name

  Fortune

    Or

     Fame

You can wash your hands all day

Scrubbing over and over

Again and again

But you can never wash the blood away

Are you willing to sell your soul for

Record sales

  Limousine rides

   And

    Fan mail

Remember when your time comes

The Father will open your book

And reveal all that you have done

All the lambs you were selfishly willing to sacrifice

One by one

Your pages will show that you worshipped money

Money is to be respected

And not worshipped

By worshipping money you break the first commandment

Thou Shall Have No Other Gods Before Me

When your book along with your paper trail is read

The pages will reveal the blood on your hands

The blood of His lambs

For this you will be forever damned

So rethink your evil ways

Or a sea of fire will be your fate

For the rest of your days