"The word of [god]"
-spreading the word, they all know its here.
they know who it is and they show no fear.
they spead themselfs out
they let it in.
this sickness is just a sin.
there is no greaving, they submit with no tears.
they all are moving like clockwork gears.
they lay themselfs down
all just to drown
follow the light from [his] golden crown.
they follow [him] up, they follow behind.
this impossible mission,how can they be so blind?
[he] leads them down an invisible road.
the longer they walk, their hearts more cold.
how sad and unkind.
-spreading the word, they all know it's gone
they know who it was and they know it was wrong.
they line themselfs up.
they keep it out.
this day lasts long.
 Never Ask Dante · Fri Oct 19, 2007 @ 03:58am · 1 Comments |
