Burn the sacred text
Silence the prophet
Closed lips starve the flock
Eternity has ended
The stars slowly choked
When the sky rejected hope
What happens when
We are forced to own
The faces, in fire and brimstone
Sound the trumpet
I await your horseman
Break the seven seals
We await your so called
"Righteous punishment"
For our refusal to repent
The sky turns crimson red
From "righteous" bloodshed
How many times in the past
Have I called out for help
When everything I needed
Is found within myself
©darkhorse
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