Call of Plea

The sun burning my skin, Not an inch of pain over the red. My head keeps spinning yet pinned in a dead end. What I once saw as the future is now a cloud of dirt. One rain will be enough to wash it all away. The future can be wiped off but the unfinished goals will still roam. Insensitive souls lurking for love, victims all over so now behold. The prey becoming predator all in order to survive. Nothing means more than Life under God's eye. Dead in the soul, empty in flesh, the meaning of life is now a haze. Together we rise, But we fall alone. For no one will ever grant you their souls. Lies are a song and the world is the choir. oh angels push your voices And let me hear you louder. Earthly beings rejoice your master has come. pure evil and malice to the Devil Y'all go. To stop being flesh, Is all I have been yearning. For the spirit world awaits outside of this physical suffering. -Inactive Volcano Comments