Bury the truth
And shovel on the dirt
But no matter how deep
Its buried
All will be uncovered.
You can burn a history book
But you can’t change the facts
Descended down from experience
Real, as it can get.
Right and wrong never changed
But much has been obscured
As the truth is twisted
To skew the outcome
That was never true at all.
This is what you hear
And we are all forced to swallow
But no matter how much we eat
It still makes you wretch.
Reality is just outside my window
Snarling like an animal
Lashing out instinctively
At anything it can.
The ancients broke statues
And smashed their noses
As they tried to replace their predecessors
Like they never existed at all.
But it doesn’t pride doesn't change a thing
Because the past lives inside
And always returns
In another place and time.
But now the world has shrunk
So we think
There is no escape
As we grasp at the air
For a few minutes more.
The sand falls away
One grain at a time
As time sinks downwards
In a suffocating pile.
Woe to them
Who kill the children
Murdered and mutilated
For faith and belief.
And woe to them
Who mow down the innocent
Motivated by an evil
Far away from God.
Time is running out
Because now our eyes are open
Dawning with an obvious terror
No one can hide.
Kept in check by the strong
For the longest time
But now running rampant
To kill as they please.
Be ready for anything
But remember who you are
Loved and treasured by choice
A flame among many
Burning in the night.
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