The battle is very real

It’s not all about the singing, the dance and the lights

We often forget about the eternal seal

The only reason the devil still fights.

 

Souls will and are perishing;

Destinies being traded for excitement;

Gatekeepers are in their titles relishing;

As purpose is being exchanged for embellishment.

 

Be sober! Be sober! The wise one cries –

The night of weeping draws nigh.

The cloak of darkness unfolds stealthily before our eyes;

As the earth passes away by and by.

 

Thou soul that sinneth please REPENT.

Repent now while it is still day.

For with every passing hour, our mortal life is spent;

And we draw nearer to our realities after clay.

 

 

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