What it once was
Could this be,
My destiny,
Does he know what time will show?
The time had crept,
As I had slept,
never to awake,
This dreadful mistake,
the horrible song
of a world gone wrong,
An hour late,
We all will wait,
A dollar short,
Which did distort,
Our true reality,
and it's vitality,
a hopeless appetite,
for things not right,
coming to an end,
my soul will asend,
perfection is found,
I'm now heaven bound,
the song is redone,
because of the son.
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