You say you live on faith;
The wooden pews,
The leather book,
The amens,
And hallelujahs.
But I've seen your flesh,
Ripped apart and torn.
I've seen the colours of your eyes
Under blacklight.
The translucency of your pale skin,
And the thin layer of sweat encasing it.
I've heard the words you whisper
In hunger, and the words you scream,
In passion.
You say that He is your savior.
You can't even save yourself
From the temptation.
Oh, Eve, how far you've come
To fall so fast.
You say you live on faith.
And I believed every word.