Roll Credits
Ambient light flickers in the recesses of oblivion
final chatter came and went
credits rolled or that's what I'm told
not knowing what mattered
heaven or hell who's to tell
in a slanted slope of twisted truths
Stunned in silent rewind
pressing buttons to postulate photo shopped grounds
ever changing in shadowed sound
the beast suffocating the free
safely the shepherd howls
Cornered on a cliff with eyes closed
grasping at hay
entitled to untie the boots of ancestral grey
matter of facts don't lie
amongst heroes in the sky
Awake from that celestial dream
where love was never seen
and into open arms backwards lean
trusting of others this inevitable fate
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