Exit
And all of it was gone at the moment,
an exit from a world of temporal troubles,
a trainride forth to the gilded land of the New Zion,
What else could I say now… for the man you knew is dead & buried
An empty tomb is what you see today,
A freebird is my soul that soars up to the heavens.
What is there for me, I ask of you?
A chorus of bullets was the defense
a trail of bloodied tears is all that I get,
I must leave now… for theres nothing more I can see,
A world of sacharine filled factions and snakes,
Only by three nails it is all nulified,
a sanctidfication that was considered imposible
for every one of the damned deserves another chance!
And what is all to you know, oh ye of hollowed out eyes?
An improbability for all this to make sense?
the simple of all solutions in one cast of the stone?
Wake up! For all of this will all unravel!
Scratch for the earth now, but the answers are not on our bones,
For in the time of our disappearance beckons,
the blood red sun of His glory shall leadeth the way.