Walking the pasture
Green and pure
Without flaw
Without ruin

Grass stands stall
River running through it
Orchards stretched far
Gardens of purity

Peaceful serenity
No worry or hate
There be naught
But calm winds

No shadow here
Tis beauty all around
Where time be still
Heaven's reflections

But a river
Flowing in the midst
Made with tears
Tears of pain

Children dying
For greed and power
Wealth and darkness
Meaningless cause

The gardens of divine
Serene clarity
All we leave behind
All we taught

The poisons and toxins
Tainting the gullible
Easily accessible
Innocent minds

The world we made
Scorched Earth
Came the rain
Flooding the world

We could have risen
Beyond physicality
Beyond Existence
Connected to the River

Eyes set upon selfishness
Hearts gaze upon ruin
Deep within the Earth
Enriched in blood

River of blood
Naught one could do
Nothing but to watch
As life comes crashing down

The golden gates
They stand locked
Keeping us away
What we do not deserve

Heaven above
Earth below
Hell in the midst
Persisting through time

The river was pure
Twas a marvel
A beautiful design
We sacrificed for this

The Darkness
Lost hope
Shattered dreams
Breaking streams

Strides of nothing
Nothing but hate
Naught but death
Blood and tears

Hopelessness without goodness
The river cries, it's gone
Thou doth not witness naught
Blinded eyes, blind heart

Thou art a beauty
And we killed thee
Torment unto thee
Look at what we've done

The river beckons
Call for a higher plain
We ignore it time and time again
We seek in life but never find