Chaotic gusts will send you to the void,
Where bullets stop and hope to be observed.
Rats will eat the lovers and be destroyed,
And all who hate will ever be preserved.
A thousand curses fall upon the ******,
They live among the beasts they call their friends,
They're minds are branded, bound and re-programmed,
They're told that they will never make amends.
Time matters not in lands from whence it came,
Nor space reveal a truth about the fire.
Seconds and centuries given the blame,
That belongs to those who gather God’s ire.
When good and bad are hidden from us all,
Even the Angels learn the way to fall.