No Hallelujahs Now

L.A Salami

Compositor: Dan Cox / L.A Salami / Matt Ingram

Some lame condition impedes his vision in the rain
And his indecision is betrayed
Some holy scriptures make up the pictures of his pains
In a frenzied fiction in-between the frame

Clothes black as snake eyes
Same apparel all the time
Half lidded stoic stone wall
In his mind

He claims that he don’t pray
But he’ll always bow
The priests would have him saved
But they don’t know how
And the saints sing it loud
No hallelujahs now!

He’s scared of the daylight, he wasn’t gifted with a skin
Thick enough to accommodate his sin
But he always crawls back into her open arms
Whenever she calls out to him
Coarse palms and grazed knees
Burnt back, he’s withdrawn so easily
Scorched pride, disenchanted pine
Of his father’s seed

He claims that he don’t pray
But he’ll always bow
The priests would have him saved
But they don’t know how
And the saints sing it loud
“No hallelujahs now! ”

His mother is silent to him
All jail and no trial
And the entrails of his grief
All entail the details of this hell
But he comes by all the time in denial he denies it all
But confession ain’t his style
Unless he’s high then it’s vile

Then he’ll talk for a while, giving all his thoughts away
Then there’ll be no reason for him to stay
But I listen to him ‘cause we know each other well
In a brief and jaded kind of way
I show him concern
But he yearns for her so
His mind burns
And the angels know that he’ll return to her

He claims that he don’t pray
But he’ll always bow
The priests would have him saved
But they don’t know how
And the saints sing it loud
No hallelujahs now!