Our Lady Of Sorrows

Our enemies are looking for us.
I warned you about this long ago.
Please just listen to me my darling.
If you want to live you'd listen.
Stand up fucking tall.
Take my fucking hand.
And never be afraid again.
Your sorrow grieves the wicked.
Satan wants us.
God hates us.
You need to trust me.
But it's become too late.
I see you die as their hands clasp around your neck.
Bye forever.~