World Beyond the Wall

Brimstone and bricks...they got hotter and higher The wall that I built became a fortress of fire Keep the killers out while keeping kind ones within Every single smiling soul to me looks like a stranger of sin Ice cold in isolation I wake to wicked thoughts and touches I'm twisting and I'm turning...tender moments seem too tough Beat to death before it buds Burn it down before it blooms Red eyed ravens bring me messages from the dark side of the moon Too much disaster, death, and doom Too much hunger Too much hatred Too many horrorshows and hellions hiding humor as a holocaust Some things are never sacred Losing track of time and seasons Thoughts like trains go off the tracks into treachery and treason Here where the grass was always greener is now dead and dying fast My garden once so full of wondrous treasures has turned into a ghetto Filled with toxic terror trash Smoking dreams turn into ash Signals once so bright and spiritual turn into Satanic static stash This nirvana here in nowhere now becomes a new nightmare Now I'm seeking out an exit All I see is neverland...for me there is none Now I can barely hear a heartbeat I cannot tell how near or far I can hear a hopeful voice somewhere beyond the wall I start beating fists against the bricks as my hands turn into hammers This fortress once so fortified starts to crack and starts to crumble I can hear a roar and rumble as I stagger and I stumble I fall down to my dirty knees as I'm swallowed in the sun My Father gives me freedom to live a life of love and liberty In a world beyond the wall