OF YOUR FATE

i bear the scars of Roman rage punishment for my belief the scholars will not turn a page without my sorrow and my grief for I am here, the prophet's claims a once mentioned Witness to the pain i'll carry in my breast i wander on the sands in the mountains, on the seas i listen to no one's commands i am simply me and i will be here at The End when the trumpet sounds upon the eastern wind and opened graves will abound by then, i will have seen it all i will have taken earth's terrors and witnessed Man's Fall the human comedy of human errors i will seek retreat beyond the Heavenly Gates to await my accounting complete of your chosen Fate ( Revelation 11 )