Through the Fields of Grace
Through the fields of grace,
Set fire to the face
Run away, set the pace
Live with your mind buried in the cries
So wrapped up in your warped lies
Nothing lives anymore; tomorrow everything dies
Slam the door and whisper their fate
Lie some more and open the gate,
The gateway to the hell you promised in frosted words of glorious hate
Lie to them, the ignorant FOOLS!
As they waste away...those useless tools
Slanderous words of false glory
They fail to see the underlying gory-
Deaths covered to hide the shame
That they lied to bring riches and fame
So through the fields of grace,
Set fire to the face
run away....and set, the pace
Copyright © Rebecca Larkin | Year Posted 2012
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