The sky separates with a message I don’t want to hear
As the world ends around me, I kneel down finally conceding defeat
Scribbles itched muscle deep into my arms, burned straight through the skin
Warning signs of the false messiah on the rise
And I can’t keep it together until the wait
I have to stay strong best I can, I have to learn to believe
There were only moments available
For me to look deep into my soul
A lonely adolescent with the weight of the world on his chest
Can you tell me it’s ok?
Or will you retreat as a tidal wave reigns down from up above the Universe
Holy Water seeping through the Earth healing our regime and preparing for the next
Warmonger 