The Good Shepherd

Shiver cold in blinding sunlight,
Conceal the demon, strip him bare,
Heal the wound to cut it open,
Leave him bleeding on the stair.
Take this creature, rip his wings off,
Splintered sinner, one who cared,
With the page torn, truths are shattered,
Behind the lies I see you stare.
With the crown broke, the mask is bleeding,
Struck in two, the laws of shame,
Hide your guilt well, it is your calling,
To shepherd sheep without a name.

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