The dark marksman it was,
blew an arrow into the chest of the world
Piercing it, marking it with the numbers
it had perceived added up to it's worth.

6 ties into tying so many to their sin,
but it had been redecorated as, "us practicing free-will"
6 of their artifacts that attracted the eyes of so
many; many of which who prayed to He is one and many
6 of the sons to dance circles around a bleeding world,
the blood of innocence, used to block out the sun.

It wasn't a dream,
but still I could have dreamt of it's unstoppable omen
In the likeness of it's raven's eye
-all was black as the night such a bird only sees
Birds made of black filled the sky of day,
turning it into night. Looking closely;
it wasn't birds, but the fallen angels no longer flightless.

Bathed in the likeness of a hopeful day,
I learnt it was a river of blood drowning the
souls of every child lost in a darkness of no end
I could not see their faces, but I could taste that
all were afraid. As the appetite of destruction, filled
the belly of a beast,- but it roamed the world still hungry
As you could never see it above your head; as it's worshipers
plucked one of their eyes out, to witness their godlike master.

And if you never learnt how to pray in
the beginning; you'd never know what words
to cry out when you're feeling lost & desperate in the end.

But I doubt enough would even listen,
no, no, the message varied to be just an opinion
As the words became twisted by the tongues
of people who were lukewarm and unsalted Christians.
-a tongue twister; the words of false prophets
the words keen to your ears, and hands that take your profits.


               None could see, that we needed to be
                        saved from such a world, saved by the Lord.