I stare straight ahead
at the familiar wall...
I Believe In God.
Some people ask me why...
Life is a bunch of roads
Paths made of decisions...
I once tried to imagine
An inconceivable facade...
Jesus is a friend i the time of need. When ur down...
Why does it always have to be
With prophets of the modern age...
Sweet Angels raise up to the heavenly skies
Wondering where is their beloved love...
Heaven's just a fairy tale
And carry it throughout life...
Every night, I go to sleep with tears in my eyes.
And I wonder why I try to do what's right...
Destinations have a start
a place called the beginning...
Searching for a fix, but all I find is a dose of...
the same subtle chaos that destroyed me years ago...
I hear trumpet sounds
Angel sing...