There will be,
last time of times,
place where time won't turn back no more,
so until,
I reach this foreign land,
I give you choices,
for voices within, makes all kind of noices,
ones I enjoy, some hurtful decoy,
but my life,
too short to think twice,
too many times, you preached I'm nice,
so leash is on, chokes once more,
stings deeply in my souls core