Prophecy

Reach down to me, I plea for help A battle goes on between my soul and my heart I cannot pick a side, for at my option death will be there waiting to lay her bones upon my flesh I can hear it all Broken hopes and dreams cry horribly Shattered promises clash like Roman spears I hurt with great pain and anguish Blood-shot eyes, and I see nothing my way Is this war to prolong and forever stay I feel I am being followed by her game She whispers in broken phrases Unable to understand I break in two A curse plays hide and seek with me I fear its going to win What will then become of I Am I to lay with the underworld For the battle that dwells in me, an audience pays ears The one whom knows it all, about suffering and dying Fear the night The moon shall turn to blood The sun shall be a dwarf, its light will be no more The battle will cease I will loose But again I will walk to be judged I will rise when He calls my name I will praise Will I live again Seek His heart, let Him cease your battle Only He can make you whole For my God is love Amen.