Time has it's ways
For all the things it displays
The game of life
Hurts like a blade of a knife
Souls walking down the street
Having names, having lives
Eyes can tell stories of living and the dead
Blood and sweat, tend to be clear with some red
Pain inside, like you have died
Like all the things you have done
To all the angry and evil it's like you lied
The world, the land the sand
Is all lost to the covered skies
Green and blue these colors
Can be feelings or a description of you
Moods, the waves the wind that howls in the dark
You see the light is gone with out the spark
The lord, the savior , the creator, the man behind this earth
The death that walks is like the shadow that always stalks
Our god is the one when the end of the world happens, he talks
The sins the anger that lives and is created by man kind
The bible, the holy water and the churches are rarely used
No wonder all these young people are so confused
Abused, incorrect are one's that think that they can direct
Leaders and the shakers of this planet
Better think of a way to save today
Thets all gather around and pray
Light the candles, side by side
Let the holy ways be the true guide
In everyone and everything that extist
Came from one man, one dream
Now look at this place, im sure he is angered and full of steam
Our pride, our joy is sitting on this line
Right or wrong which way will prove forever strong?
The voice in your head will it lead the rest of us to death?
It's up to mother nature and God on whether when is our last breath