I write this letter with blood, sweat, and tears
Broken dreams that rest in a dark ally
With nightmares that have become reality
All that sugar and spice and everything nice seems like fairy tale of a distant past
One where the streets didn't appear to be the gates of hell
Erupting in chaos as religious people pray to their god for mercy
But where is their God when they are burning in a pits of everlasting fear
Where, no where to be found, that's where
But still they remain loyal believing that he hasn't forsaken them
It really is funny how faith makes one so naive
But at the same time I respect that
It is only fair for one to clinch so tightly on the idea that the world hasn't been completely engulfed by darkness
But to be real we will be the cause of our own demise
Not our so called God
If he does exist all he does is sit back and watch as the creatures he created cause the extinction of one another
It is sad but true
It is even sadder that this is our destined faith
Am I really the only one who sees it coming?
I just pray that I am not cause I cant fight a losing battle on my own
Please someone rise from the trenches of ash and save mankind from its own demise