Feb 13, 2007 00:16
The road ahead is full of twists,
all bound for the same end.
By coincidence or consequence,
we all must face these bends.
So meet them with me,
along my side,
only together can we defeat these trials.
(breakdown)
Come,
take my hand.
We can wade out the storm.
But only in your heart,
can you find,
yourself in the masses,
of hate and pity. So,
make the choice,
to love or to hate,
all those in your past.
The gleam in your eye,
tells me we'll stand as one body,
one broken heart,
one common dream to live again.
Although we've escaped the blindness,
it remains unclear what Life holds in store for us.
Only for certain I know,
the Lord awaits.
He waits for the final judgement of the soul,
the wake we've left,
and the way we loved those around us.
The above is the result of boredom and ISSP. Only a rough idea, much to be reivsed on.