Tell me I am going to hell
I am already here
Stuck in the shadow of a shell
On this ball here on this sphere
A place where lives are not dear
People struggle daily filled with fear
Entrapped in the rat race
To live you must work and earn
Living life at an unholy pace
No time given to flower and learn
Taught nothing more than expectations
Rules and regulations that keep you in line
In reality simply no more than limitations
Holding humanity back until the right time
On this very rock the divine crash landed
Not above or below here he was stranded
Into the earth his soul was branded
His kingdom was built and forever expanded
From father to son a creation was handed
Only to be moulded never to be commanded
Walking among us like a rose between thorns
Blissfully unaware we carry on plain as day
Lost in the fall wings face and horns
The devils in the details is something we say
To protect and watch over an oath was sworn
A backhanded gift to his very dismay
Nothing but trouble from the moment he was born
Banished to the playground forever he may play
We believe what we are told
We believe what was written
We are told it’s all from old
But it’s also all been rewritten
We have all been controlled
Unwillingly been part of a vision
A.D
07.06.2021
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