The Choice

The one eyed prince is king
The apocalypse has already been here
Morality doesn’t mean a thing
It’s all over the place
The best way to not keep a secret
Is to put it before your face
The time is now 
the end has come
We fell again
What’s done is done
Turning back is a distant fact
The Last Book
Is the Last Act
The times right
But the minds wrong
The fallen ones have become strong
The price is high 
But the reward is none
Eternal fire
For everyone 
Join along
I hear you all sing the song
You’ve been deceived 
Your just a pawn
Throw away your music
Throw away your jewels
Throw away your arrogance 
Obey the rules
Play your favorite song 
backwards to hear the truth
This has been our lot
We destroy our youth
What’s left for us is what’s yet to come
The blinding light
Of a million suns
Ash to ash 
And dust to dust
We turned our back
We misplaced our trust
How many more things
Can I say in vain
We have all fell
We all share the stain
Pain is love and love is pain
This is the mindset of all our shame
We swim in sin
We swim in loss
there’s Only One
That paid the cost
The blood was spilled
On that rugged cross 
So why do we choose
To be lost?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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November 30, 2018 at 8:13 PM
You have a fascinating mind. "What rough beast, it time come round again, slouches toward Bethlehem to be born..." I love your work.
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