One Of Them

You came up to me After your dance with a man I saw that look in your eyes You were one of them. You grazed my hand I told you to apologize You said you didn't have to I decided to make you. In a swift motion I turned around And bashed your head Onto the ground. I leapt onto your body Your screams echoing uselessly As I grabbed a nearby chair And bashed it into your head. Once Twice And then the blood came It splattered out warmly onto me. Sweat in my eye As I stepped from you I ran my hand across my chest And prayed to God. "I saved this heathen from Hell My lord After all He's one of them."