e c c l e s i a

i long to shut up
and be at peace again
i am trying to get to peace
again
but you won't let me
i am longing to get to you
again
where we once were
but you won't trust.
i saw
your original face hovering
over me
like the angel moroni
you were the cumorah:
i would incorporate you

ecclesia is a massive melting of the will

in the new age i shall be loved
we will encompass each other
you shall be loved
we shall be loved
with an intensity that blows up arizona

and the knives i've honed to stab
myself in the foot will be melted into
plowshares shoveling all this shit away