And if it ends, let it be the end.

And if it ends, let it be the end.

Monday, March 3, 2014

Grace of Rain

They blocked out the light from underneath our feet.
No heroes in a world of enemies.
This duration has exhausted our knees.
We fall together,
head in our hands.
This endless dream of scattered nightmares,
silently we sleep into death.
But no faith will go undone.
When all martyrs have left us here,
I will not abandon you.
I have my faith in God; (my sword).
Love in my heart; (my earth).
Hope in my hands; (my weight).
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I am heading to the surface,
with all of hell crawling on my back.
Come with me.

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