Monday, December 14, 2009

the fast response to a tidal wave

i am not afraid... remember my name as i remember your face. the traitors face. the smell of fear in their eyes, as it changes their disguise. leaves our guard down. roses. plant your roses. and drive them back. lay down your boundaries. lay down your moat. all i see now is an army of fear. an army of scared scarecrows. run and flee back to your treasury. run and flee back to your kingdom. ive waited too long to let them think they've had a chance. if this is the end. my lifes better off remembered this way, then not at all.

it rained down from the heavens...

"ALLOW ME TO QUENCH MY SWORDS THIRST FOR BLOOD. AS IT DEVOURS THE FLESH OF MY ENEMIES, AND DESTROYS THE ENEMY LEADERS. FOR NO ONE CAN DELIVER OUT OF MY HAND."

i cry out...

"O, graceful be the one who drives the skeletons back. im not coming back."
-God is here.

(Deuteronomy 32:39)-(Deuteronomy 32:43)

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