I knew, I was pure when, I became into existence, falling Free for what Free was.
Watching my brothers around me falling, Utopia overwhelmed me,
slowly we began to change.
The change I can see it in my brothers as well, some are strange some are not but no two are alike. I'm being filled with such brilliance, knowledge empowered me.
For an Instance, I became frozen in time. There's only silence in my soul. My brothers continued to fall, a Magnificent Bolero of death.
Falling upon a sea of death, I can only pray to be forgiven for my sins.
Satisfy for nothing even though I was heaven sent. What shall i do it's too late to repent. Even angels kneel down and pray before their Father.
I want to escape what lies before me, falling on the foreheads of Kings mixed with the tears of the motherless children.
I can see no candles to light my way or smell the incense of Saints.
Rebirth.., falling free for what free was a pass in disarray a hopefully future in Shambles. The worst thing that happens to me in life is that I lived.