Revelations (Part Four) Poem by Nicholas Neato

Fashioned to the fashion beast
look out, your quite the feast
Teeth as sharp as the deceased
Get your filthy teeth off of me

I traded in the Wolf
For the pride of the Lion
I gave up my feeding frenzy
To defend the throne of Zion

I don't know how
To get you to see this
The end of the world
It will be true bliss

We're waiting on the Lamb
We're waiting on the book
The true beast is the demons inside you
And the good parts that they took
Forty two months to sorrow your sin
Through the flock, the Lord will look
Looking for those who truly carried their cross
The saints that those sinners had turned into crooks

When the twelfth hour arrives
So will the Lamb
He'll lead us to the throne
We shall walk hand in hand
We shall receive eternal peace
And all the Lord demands
Is that we learn to love each other
And be the best person we possibly can

Within the message I am sending
Don't be totally deceived
When I made my promise to the Lord
I promised a few deeds
To oversee the destruction of this place
Based upon the sorrows that I see
I know it's hard for you to swallow
But you can't always see what you should believe

I'm slowly learning myself
Guided by a wiser hand
Ariel, 'The Lion Of God'
Whom boldly takes a stand

Believe what you will
But I know what I know
The proof is in the pages
But only an opened mind could show

The Lamb is coming
Along with the end of the world
I am just a vessel
For the Lioness Angel Ariel

Mark my words
It's sooner then you think