The sun beats down on the back of your neck, the road steams in front of you. You drink water trying to get relief, but it just steams off of you. It is so hot that you cannot even sweat, under a burning summer sun. If you think this is hot, won't hell be a lot of fun.

Pierced and nailed to a tree, the most precious blood that there will ever be ran down to earth. Many looked and ask why this must be, but the blood must flow you see. Upon the alter was placed a perfect lamb, without spot or blemish was the son of man. When the sacrifice was made sin knew it had to go. The powers of hell were shaken salvation was given. So though it may seem like an awful fate for salvations sake, let the blood of the lamb flow.

We all breathe the same air. We all live under the same Sun. We are all of One race, the human race. We all eat we all sleep, and we all hope and dream. So what sets us apart, what causes us to be divided? Why does one person think they're entitled to more than another? Why do some have too much and some not enough? Why can't we set aside our differences, and realize we are the same. We all have needs and they must be met. We all want to be safe, but that hasn't happened yet. If we could simply speak one language, the language of caring for one another, then every stranger would be your sister and every stranger a brother. Until that day does come, we should continue to live apart. Divided yet coexisting, on the same planet we all call home.

Whenever I hear of something bad
Something terrible or quite sad
I don't feel a thing, I just stare
Like a fish that's been caught unaware
An hour after numbness, reality comes in
My feelings arrive like a costal wave breakin'
And in a place with nothing to do with the scene
It is all I can do not to cry and scream
And all through the week it's more of the same
First the lull, then the tidal wave