Warbling off course,
these notes are turned sour.
The solo has no key,
And the orchestra is gone.
If our efforts be vain,
At least we fired a shot.
Blown chance at greatness–
I doubt it will return.
So I silence my cries,
And retreat to the reruns.
Am I truly done,
or is this a new plot?
{CK}
Scorching heat brings souls to their knees
This is the price of rejecting love.
Worse than the stings of a million bees,
Is the pain of the Lake called Inferno.
I see such a beast writhing in torture,
Did he really make the nations tremble?
His curious boyfriend is there as well,
Failing miserably in their venture.
The world is full of inexorable light.
Evil is finally locked in fright.
The smoke arises before us forever,
From the Lake that is called Inferno.
{CK}
A broken glass in empty cupboard-
Shattered dreams in lost memory.
Hallowed refrain sings of a name
That echoes for all eternity.
Blood drop suspended in space-
Winning forever the human race.
Modern minds will miss the signs,
The world screams to conclusion.
I see a man stretched out-
Hands and feet pinned to tree.
Darkness falls to answer a call
For bretheren won through pain.
Through suffering came perfection-
In blood a holy nation was born.
World without border outside order,
Announcing an end to normality.
Trample this dust under procession-
Imminent return for a conqueror.
Kiss the Son for He is the One
That will decide everyone’s fate.
{CK}
Feel the wind about your face,
See the ground approaching quickly.
This is not a great disgrace,
But good luck getting down easy.
When taking a leap of faith,
We question not the how or why.
Even if our lives be waste,
We wonder only how the end will sound.
Come waste a while with me,
Life is short and the end is soon.
We’ll have muffins and maybe tea,
And at the last we will slumber together.
A broken record sings softly,
A dark choir gives voice to love.
Words I hear are lovely mostly,
Or am I enchanted by merely a voice?
{CK}
Carry me away,
Beyond the page,
To a world that’s really real.
Where foundations shake
The earth quakes,
Hearts roar with exhilaration.
Break the wall,
From the Fall,
And sing in eternal Spring.
Kingdom come,
Follow the Son,
And bask in His sweet embrace.
{CK}
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord this world to shake.
Hear the screams of saints arise,
Those of whom the world despised.
When will You see our hands upraised?
Yet either way Your name is praised.
Now do I sing of your name,
and ask you now to heal the lame.
Bring the kingdom to this old earth
And save for us what is of worth.
Now I see a gleaming knife,
The guards have come to take my life.
A few days more till the return,
Tis true this world will so soon burn.
{CK}
I sing of shattered bowls,
broken wheels and
dead men’s bones.
At the end of the day
What have I foretold?
“You can take my life
but not my soul,
For it is my own.
After the dust clears
Will you have a song?”
“Take of me if you dare.
Few have tried
Less succeed.
Unless you have a key,
You will not hurt me.”
Haughty spirit of seduction,
singing siren and
Dark empty cistern.
Confidence and pride it seems,
Are mere shades apart.
{CK}
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