The End Times
The end of days
Whatever you want to call them I really could care less
They all mean the same thing
That God never really gave us free will
Free will is without limit
Yet man it seems has his
Angels creep as demons leap
God weeps as Lucifer laughs
The tables need be turned for the victory we think we shall have
Victory
We stand within the walls of churches singing the victories yet to come
We sing them into the halls of heroes
When in fact they have done nothing but watched
And when the time comes eradicate us from this world
Where’s the hero in that?
Fools we are to believe in those that never wished us upon this world
No different than the elder brother or sister that despises the youngest child in the fold the favorite one
God came down and was slain by man
He forgave us as we spat in his face
He loved us as we trashed his words
The words of God?
Or the words of a dictating mankind
We beat him
Kicked and stoned his broken body
Then if that were not enough we nailed him to the very thing he created
We are truly fools to think that we shall be saved
As foolish as those that enter the walls of supposed protection
The walls of God
The sanctum of Jesus
No vampire can enter
No Demon dares to touch upon the sacred soils
Truth be told they wish not enter
To touch the foolish misgivings of man
Who would wish to enter that?
They wait in the darkness to take our stupid souls
The true children of God
They have free will as much as we do
I do not see them in the Bible being cast aside like an old toy
God
Oh God
We are fools
Total fools in multiple worlds of reason without reasoning
Hatred for our own
Love for something you’ve never seen
To cast out your own blood for their faults
Flesh and blood
Drink this wine
It is my blood
Eat this bread
It is my flesh
Flesh and blood cast out
You missed the message
In all the hustle and bustle of reading the good book you failed to see what was right in front of your eyes for so long
We cast out our flesh and blood so long ago
We nailed it to a tree and pissed on his name
Flesh and blood was cut off that day
We were given a chance
Even given clues
I wasn’t even there! I hear you say
Pluck Jesus from history and place him on earth today
You tell me what would happen
Sure no nails would be found
Just a good shrink with a clipboard and a key to lock him up until the day he died
Who would be the more barbaric?
Them for using nails
Or us for using drugs
We are no different
They were as we are
We just have better shoes than they did
For our actions I say let the Angels come
LET THEM COME!!
Take us if you can
I dare you
Take us try as you might we shall still remain
We are the roaches of the universe
Nothing will eradicate us from the face of the world
Unfortunately.
Cry for the passing of God
Weep for the loss of the Angels
Jeer at the Demons that crawl throughout the darkness
Look not into the eyes of Vampires for least you loose the fight for mortal life
Mortal life
Like flesh and blood
Bread and Wine
A cross upon a hill
Silver shards of light pierce the heart as cold hearts laugh
We make silver the prime choice for our coins
Silver was always the cure for all things
Good or bad
Silver kills
Why do we use it for our every day actions?
Every country uses silver to signify importance
Money
A hand full of silver
A mark of protection
Covered in dirt
Marked for betrayal
Silver bullets to kill the beast
Silver dollar pancakes covered in syrup
Stacked on a plate in a diner somewhere in a busy city
A city filled with darkened souls
Filled with the light we strive to find
The light of God
Search the shadows to seek the light of the inner being
Find the opposite
Darkness in light
Light in darkness
Things are not what we think they are
A handful of pancakes cast into the dirt
Syrup dripping into the dust like the blood of Christ
Blood pooling on the sun burnt earth created by god
One day we shall wake up
We shall realize the mistakes we made
One day we shall wake up
We shall wake up and see the Angels of Death as they make their way gracefully through the clouds
Swords in hand
Horns blowing
We shall see them for what they truly are
Not what we created from ignorant minds
No babies with fluffy wings
Beasts with a thousand eyes
Michael with a sword to cut the world
Gabriel the herald of our doom
The roaches of the world we are
The children of God we once were
The fools we have become
Shall we see our souls reflected in windows as they shatter to the sound of horns blown
Shatter like the illusions created
Splinter like the wood carried by Jesus
Congeal shall we, as did the blood by his feet
So foolish we are
So ignorant to the ways of the world
Of the worlds that live beside us
Hopeless of mind in these ignorant times
Do we wait for the lifting of The Veil