Gabriel Six

Your fear comes through in whines and squeaks

How hard you cry to speak

This world is a crippled dreaming

And there are wasps for the stinging


I stand before you with open arms

Never mind the trembling of your legs

Pay no heed to the alarms

They are what makes you beg


Scream your terror over me

Beat your fists about my head

If you ever believe in me

I’ll send this light into your head


Science screaming nothing’s true

And you don’t know what to do

Cry your hurt into me

Only faith can set you free


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