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Happiness is success... (Buddha)

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Blacken the Cursed Sun



Seize the darkened day,
There's only hell to pay,
And no one left to see this prodigal return.


Sweet apathy's black troll.


You'll mourn the *TRADED* soul.
I'll dig a deeper hole.
Sanctity, a breath away.


Just a breath away.


Blacken the cursed sun.
You're not the only one,
To have sunk so far and low.


There is no tomorrow.
A tragedy on display,
A sickness for all to see.


I will kill this part of myself that I hate and that I see in you.
It was always mine, anyway.
There's something you can't take away.


I choose not to feel a thing.
Sanctity, a breath away.
Just a breath away.
Away.


Just a breath away.





Blacken the cursed sun.
You're not the only one,
To have sunk so far and low.


There is no tomorrow.


Blacken the cursed sun.
Blacken, what's yet to be done.
Blacken, because now you know,
There is no tomorrow.




Is there still hope for us?
Can we still be saved?


Does your God hold a place for us?
Is there time to repent?
Will we rise from the dead?
Can these sins even be forgiven?
Is there still hope for us?
Were we ever even alive?
Is any of this even real?


You're just a breath away.


You're just a breath away.


Better to die quick,
Fighting on your feet.
Than to live forever,
Begging on your knees.


No.




Can we still be saved?
Hell no!


Does your God hold a place for us?
Hell no!


Is there time to repent?
Hell no!


Will we rise from the dead?
Hell no!


Can these sins even be forgiven?
Hell no!


Is there still hope for us?
Hell no!


Were we ever even alive?
Hell no!


Is any of this even real?
Hell no!
Hell no!





Revelation 6:12
When he opened the sixth seal, I looked, and behold,
there was a great earthquake; and the sun became black as sackcloth, 
the full moon became like blood,


13: and the stars of the sky fell to the earth as the fig tree sheds its winter fruit when shaken by a gale;

14: the sky vanished like a scroll that is rolled up, and every mountain and island was removed from its place.



15: Then the kings of the earth, the princes, the generals, the rich, the mighty, and every slave and every free man hid in caves and among the rocks of the mountains.


16: They called to the mountains and the rocks, "Fall on us and hide us from the face of him who sits on the throne and from the wrath of the Lamb!

17: For the great day of their wrath has come, and who can stand?"