Let me sit you down,
Into a World of no other kind!
For the pain that I am given,
Is to make me write what is told to write!
But the future is only the beginning,
Of what is to become!
For the World that will be ending,
Was meant for us all!
But as I am bedridden and in pain,
My mind seems to tell me to write down things!
Words about our future,
When we have all died and past into the ground!
For the ones that go up in dust,
They float everywhere around!
Not having a home to live in,
Deep below their ground!
But the bones that were buried,
Deep below their graves!
Are supposed to come back to life,
And rise right out of their graves!
But 6 feet of soil,
Is too deep for them to seek!
A way out that will last forever,
Deep, deep, deep, into their dreams!
But if one burns himself up,
As his ashes fly away!
Would you rather have taken a chance,
While lying deep below your grave?
For the ashes that do float,
Float forever deep inside!
Your dreams that will last forever,
As you float around in life!
But six feet of soil,
Or even blocks that will hold me in!
I will seem to find the answer,
To escape all of my dreams within!
For what lies deep below the future,
Is a hell that is waiting about!
And your soul will burn forever,
And there is no way of getting out!
But the pain that is given to me,
To write the things to write!
I only hear what will be written,
When I have died and gone into the ground!
For if I have to wait forever,
To try to figure a way out!
My soul will not burn forever,
Even if my ashes could float all around….
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