Crimson Water
I walked down to the lake and I seen the crimson water.
I wouldn't jump in no I wouldn't partake, it just wants my soul as fodder.
I didn't laugh as I looked death in the eye, to me my life mattered.
In some strange way I was left alone to stay, as I saw others lives shatter.
Here comes the horseman, and he's not here to play.
He has a plan for in his right hand is another seal to break.
Another horseman comes and he only has heated words to say,
It's to do things right and start living life, quit living like your in a picture frame.
The crimson waters, they have started churning,
We've been living so blind and lived life unkind my eyes they are burning.
These crimson waters are gonna give us some learning,
Will make us see how revenge is sweet, as this world keeps on turning.
I went to the concrete forest so I could have a see.
With the sun shining brightly down, it only burned my bare feet.
I tried looking up to the heavens above,
Only to see the sky falling down, like it had just about had enough.
It started to burn when the crimson rain hit my skin.
I could barely catch my breath for the poison coming in.
The horseman has comeback another seal in his right hand.
I know soon he will break it, I know and read about his plan.
Copyright © Robert Stevens | Year Posted 2010
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