There's an end times coming
We get the chance to pick
Simply tune in to the meanings
Open your mind quick
Life is what transcends
While making plans to amend
Dispose of the untruth lores
The abhor, and the torment wars
It's energy for us to excuse a lot of
While a great opportunity to rise above
We are just shadows of birth
Dancing on terrestrial earth
Look to the heavens sparklet
Our years draw their last breath
Of desperate fury
A final certainty
Startling revelation
May be our everlasting salvation
© daniel miltz
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