He made them believe

In things so pretty and white

And they died for him

One by one

Sacrified

Clean of their sins

Sins that never existed

In the first place

Who was he to judge?

Who was he to love?

He was but a devil like us all

Another brother amongst crowds

A savior is what they called his body

Still flesh

Still bone

Still marrow and black

To the core

A sinner

A liar

An enchanter

A sinner like me

That's what the man was

And always will be