Milk the Way

Milk the way. War monger bringeth to Earth the human outrage; he'll not stop till you've done his destruction with guns and with blades. Peace is in the distance watching waiting to save; she'll not let you suffer to long under selfish displays. A messenger will come with the truth in his wake; he'll tell of our very own sun and his disgust of our human race. A huge influence will sweep the land to comfort in place; he'll make your soul laugh whilst eradicating rage. A migician will follow to take you to iluminate your gaze; you'll not want to come back for you'll know forever of such a place. A mystic you will encounter so listen he says; he'll show you the future of condemnation and waste. Then an old man will grab you and tell you to not fear for it's all a big stage; the end will come easy under the sun's dimming rays.