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Lifes Crosses sometimes be hoisted with Fear
Yet carried to their ends thru Faith'n Heart
Yet y'u obfuscate y'our Life to th' point that
Billowing clouds of 'black-storm befall y'u
Might I ask what yo'r arrogance earned y'u
Beides th' acrid taste of Leviathans bile
_____________ II______________
Condemnation... is the inevitable consequence
When Sun touches down...for its epilogue
Too late to realize that science had it wrong
An', looking up from yo'r pitch dark black hole
All y'u see is space an' for th' very first time
You see th' light flickering behind th' blackness
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Arrogance an' obfuscation no longer of Penance
Judgement now becomes y'or Soul, an' so I ask
What y'u think it will cost, now, to save yo'r Soul
While y'u madly dash to ''Cross o'er Rubicon''
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Glancing o'er yo'r shoulder, running petrified
In th' fear yo'r faithlessnes' beguiles y'u
And yo'r keen Eye's are occluded by th' Fear
More than catharsis to earn yo'r Redemption
More than a plea to secure yo'r Salvation
No less, yo'r jagged point of submission...Death!
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Crosses be hoisted high with Faith and Heart
Some left behind to rot...afflicted by Doubt
No one bleeds blue, that carries their Crosses
Crimson and warm...for the Provident Soul.
Crucifixion of themselves be th' bearers choice
'Less Forev'r be a mask for a long, cruel Dream.
_____________ F j R _____________
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Frank James Ryan Jr. / FjR
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