Katy★

If آپ came سے طرف کی me would I crown آپ my King
Or brush آپ off as though I really didn't see
If آپ walked سے طرف کی my side would our souls then be unified
I swore Your name would never be denied

But I took up this hammer
And laughed at all Your slander
And pierced Your hands
With the nails of blasphemy
How could I do this? I don't know
Said something forced me to it, so
Spit in Your face and passed آپ by
(I'd forgotten those words "your name won't be denied")

But time and time again I'd live that life of sin
I knew it hurt آپ bad but I wasn't ready to give in
"Maybe someday," but not this دن I said
I wanted to...