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April 2015

Speak As Spoken

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I Am A Passenger

As the water flows

The mystery shows

Dancing, As the wind blows

The Letters (The Red Letters) Around

This poisoned Ground

Making nothing not even and sound

The Train stops and sighs with smoke

Passengers Choke

On the words they spoke “I Am A Passenger, I Am A Passenger”

As you walk through the streets

Snapping your fingers to the beats

People looking…..oh so meek

Not knowing what they seek

The plane comes to a complete screech

on the pavement

Hands Held out…… For payment

Saying “I Am A Passenger, I Am A Passenger, I Am A Passenger”

Put here before us

To climb the hill

Put here before us

To spit the pill

Put here before us

To dance under the sill

Put here before us

Through this all

It was put here before us

Revelations Reckoning

The horn’s will sound

The beast’s will level the ground

The Angels will call, When Satan starts the fall

Diving into a pit of lava

to start the thousand year reign

No thunder, No lighting, not even rain

The righteous will die from foreign pain

The blood of the God’s will stain

The Earth, The Skies and The Souls

Children will bath in the rivers of blood and sleep on the shores of plague

Crime will run unflinching

Grime will stain the finger nails of man

Time will cease

The Dime will be the number of the beast

Never achieving peace

All doors shut

All windows boarded up

Concrete will bend, crack and split

Mountains will Bow, Crawl and Scatter

The Winds will Bellow, Cry and Scream

To find Revelations Reckoning

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