Your Truth Hung/NOT GODS TRUTH
Seated there quickly unskilled upon your guilted evil throne.
Common sense has made a mess of what you thought was wrong.
Unethically unsound and overpoweringly logically dumbfound.
Knowledge is vanishing with everything else along with your Crown.
Mumbling through cryptic breath;
whose future now is so bright?
Ancient times now come to pass;
some have killed for witnessed sight.
What once was lost is still unfound;
the air hides secret graves.
What once was lost and never found;
speaks to you TODAY.
Others searching prophets through all lyric scattered songs.
The Chosen One shall be revealed to all eyes that LOVE the SON.
Silence from the bells for unto the One for whom was rung.
Dissolve into the LORD GOD CREATOR and see your Truth left hung.
Randall Paul Prazuch
Copyright © 1992
Originally posted 2010-12-23 01:29:28.