when there shall be no more lights to be seen
nor paths nor roads leadin' way to the unseen
chaos be overtakin' as forever bedazzled keen
for we shall never know what truth may mean

tho we're not supposed to enjoy them hymns
we shall be taunted, haunted by those whims
the demons scratchin' holdin' on to our limbs
when darkness prevails alas brightness dims

that very day when knowledge be gone away
when people be makin' their own way astray
that's when their inner fire will make its way
buildin' a play of hell be what they shall slay

be it ours, be it theirs, actions should be made
for by then the price will be too hot to be paid


*..love always...


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