~Illegitimate Prophecies~

Trailing the last train of thoughts
Is an inkling that we’ll all be rescued
A thousand suns be awaited
To reach to yourself
Discover your rotten self then
But who does understand?
When you half believe in God
And half believe in Evil
Who do you pray?
I can’t live tomorrow today
Can’t relive my past
A thousand suns be awaited
But who’s seen tomorrow
Maybe their prophecies are nothing but
illegitimate
Ha! A thousand suns be awaited
To meet the God?
A thousand suns be awaited
To find he isn’t there at all?
Wake up you all
Burry His thoughts in the core of the Earth
Throw Him in the deep blue sea
Can’t do that
Kill this Heathen at least…you moron