pain,
lies,
its all in vain.
the night,
moon so high,
its almost something to fear.
the time is near,
the time for all,
the time for nothing.
a prophet speaking his final telling,
take me in you arms and take me above,
we rise together set free like a dove.
lie be told and truth be left behind,
when i see your eyes i see fear.
let your cries be told,
let your fear be released and pushed into the world,
push it away and dont let it return.
the nights at it peek and regret washes your soul,
fear of it ending winds itself into a ball and nestles into a place where it wont be found,
you feel it there,
you feel it resurfacing.