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by Duke 1200 May 23, 2011 category : Life, society / faith, religion
Your mind is a hand grenade ready to explode Shrapnel rips through your minds eye And distorts your frontal lobe Darkness in the eye of man Hides deep and out of sight Like the calm before the storm Getting ready to ignite. When the lord bestowed freedom to man To do with as they pleased Man yearning for salvation Became consumed by greed. Fighting inside, soon to break free The demons in our hearts Searching for more lost souls For them to tear apart But hidden beneath those evil beings A small glimmer of light So bright that it consumes the hordes And burns brightly in the night. When the lost hit rock bottom They turn back to the lord "Lord please give me strength To rise up, be restored" "Speaketh not of evil, child Speak not of what you've done For on this road you travel You do not go alone" "I am with you every step Through the valley of the dark And when you feel you can't go on with me you shall embark" "Now go my child, do not delay Rise now, do not wait Remember that I walk along But it is you that decides your fate."