Bones

Look down inside;
darkness or LIGHT?

Temptation sows.
Harvest and sell our own lives?

Without a soul;
numbness and cold.

Tears we do cry;
we must decide.

Let's go home;
for fire awaits for our bones!

If we could see what is to be
and the future was right now;
would we find ourselves one with THE LORD GOD JESUS CHRIST?

Echoes in me a prophecy
that was long since foretold.

How will we all stand on our own;
when the fire comes down and consumes our bones?

Originally posted 2010-12-25 20:18:33. Republished by Blog Post Promoter

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