Obed dela Cruz (October 18,1995 / Marikina City)

I’ve given up my religion just to be Your son
And I say that I have no regrets in doing so
Because the wisdom carved in tablets will soon be gone
But the Word I kept inside will remain tomorrow.

I’ve heard of many arguments and seen enough wars
And this will be until the sword has no more to slay
As the lands are divided by corrupt conquerors
But Zion will always be still to triumph the day.

Woe is the magic that taught witchcraft to spell and curse
When prophets learn to pierce the eyes of the pyramid
That all gaze may turn to see beyond the universe
To behold which the Invisibility once hid.

Glorious is the march of the great army robed in white
And it will be powerful to hear their battle cry.
Father, I pray, for You to prepare us through the night
So that by dawn we will arise with the Golden Sky.

But now, may those who can hear, let them hear what is said
To cast the self and wear Your identity instead.

A TURN TO GLORY!

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(May 30,2011; Marikina City)

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