Re: Grain of Sand (Make False All Predictions... Pt. V)

Graves Shall open Up to accept Your elemental flame Corpses shall Wish to embrace Tha living And capture tha Physical To hold & batter To make scattered Across Tha mind scape To tear down All visions To make False all predictions Piece apart all Prophesies To shatter our Call to wisdom Quake this path To shake "HIS" knowledge Of all things Known & unknown Have our precious Notions thrown out Banished From thought Torture tha spirit Kindle an onslaught Upon tha meek & helpless_ Grasping less Unfortunate for them Time is not Willing to wait Thus we must Take what is Available Take what is Alotted us Take what is Accessed to us Take what is Handed us To "an" final Stand To he who Possess time To wield & command Bend to his "will" Flexed by his Iron fist & minions Following his every Move to Follow his every Whim Peer into tha Shadows And witness "His" finest warriors Of tha 144,000 Regiment & infantry In mind we shall Conquer tha spirit of all man's countries_ Stand one Ground Make many Fronts Hold many For many Have no army Like "he" Like "he" tha_Almighty City which bears "His" name People which bears Fear & strength Of "one" who grants Ever-lasting life & salvation Remember, He "is" tha first & last "We" are tha present-past & future We possess Comprehension to suspend Celestial sand Undo tha dark lord's command To imprison "we" In Darkness Call for Most_High Watch as he Parts tha sky Need you beg Nor ask why? For to gain peace There must be blood-sweat - dirt & grime If we are to defy these sands of time within this single grain_