Privileged, a chosen few Blessed with our time in hell Witness a divine vision, the day we all fell still. Rapture of the dying age, a shattered hourglass Wrath of the warring gods and so this too shall pass. Its only getting worse, not worth a moments regret Each dawn another curse, every breath a twisting blade What will be left behind in the ashes of the wake? An ill wind blows this way, the edge of the envelope burns Forbearance and my vengeance, payment for you intent Fear and death in the wings, in thrall of those fallen from grace Petty is as petty does, witness the mass disgrace. God forbid you read the signs, watch for meanings between the lines Gehenna has now arrived, no hindsight for the blind. Your trust has been misplaced, believed the lies told to your face Became another casualty and now its too late. You finally made it home, draped in the flag that you fell for. And so it goes The ashes of the wake. Its only getting worse...
Posted on: Sat, 03 Jan 2015 19:22:23 +0000
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