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2 Corinthians 5​:​10

from C O N F E S S I O N A L S by Śēłf Hærm

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I hate to be the bearer of bad news
But people are unimpressed with your prophecies coming Truer than true
Your oceans of blue
Turning red

But do not fear for the kingdom is near
Father take me back up to my home
Father release these weights from my ankle
I know that I’ve tried, so let me float in the sky

It opens up to swallow me whole

Because my body was not designed for this

Don’t leave me to fend for my self on this place that’s turned over and become a hell
A shell of what humanity was I was hoping that I would stop floating in these waters that don’t let me breathe
Father release me from this ship we call humanity as it sinks
Because the lighthouses are smashed to pieces and your oceans are polluted with propaganda and poison by the people you made your son a martyr for
Don’t tell me you want this earth to go on anymore
I know that instead of jumping ship you want me to bail it
My hands can only hold so much water
What little can I do
Is it these small efforts that really please you

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from C O N F E S S I O N A L S, released April 26, 2017

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Śēłf Hærm Boise, Idaho

In mothers womb you were asked, "do you believe in life after delivery"? And you said "nonsense, the womb is all I've know, Mother herself mostly likely does not exist" but you feel her, and sometimes when you listen really hard, you can hear her loving voice, calling down from above you. The umbilical cord supply's you with all that you need. All that you need.















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