The Final Thesis....
Freedom life and sacrifice
But tell me what's the ending price?
When most are bound beneath these chains....
And all one sees has gone insane
Shall I entangle, engage within my mind
Mortifieds mortgaged morticious eyes
Whom wish to cast me under their spells
Of melancholies projected tears....
While sounding crimsons rusted bells
Behind these bars they bent themselves
Amid conceptions misconceived
This tainted truth, that they should believe
Twisted....
Now nailed upon the judgmental cross
Wretched flesh, burning, its ultimate cost
When smitten fresh permeates the air
The stench that gathers, that they all may share
This feast of sorrow from among mangled times
Cannibals moment, at the expense of another human life
When the moon turns to blood, and the sun grows black
And right is wrong, and wrong is back
To gather its flocks amid the night of the day
As darkness rules, within the most subtle way....
Freedom life and sacrifice
But tell me what's the ending price?
When most are bound beneath these chains
And all one sees, has gone insane!
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The final thesis....
Copyright © John Rhinem | Year Posted 2009
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