We plucked feathers off our Cherub wings,
Sallied forth the garden of eden,
When Gomorrah engulfed in flames of rage,
And Gimeah ravished on young levites
When the daughters of lot, offered as bribe
To save angels from the Benjamin tribe.
When slaves stamped in seething steel,
Their woman milked, their infants killed.
We plunged down to this hell of life,
We shared the poison in the flesh we dine,
When the churches closed their doors at us,
We slept in the matress of concubines.
For a forbidden pleasure of lechery
We whored our sense of probity.
lord did we lust upon the bodies on men,
That we became one just like them.
The soils seeched the blood of saints,
Who bleed on the cross for our sins,
Roots that savoured on those sands,
Have lent their woods for larger cross.
Where shall they flame us, with butane
For our deeds have been so profane,
Charred bones, will whisper our vice,
As ashes claim our foundered wings.