The last sustained note
Drifted away
The last harmonic throat
Sang the anthem
The tired sinews
Watched it come
As the deep dark hues
Pressed towards them
Knees slapped the dark mire
No defense
Provoked an ire
The last harmonic throat
Sang the anthem
The tired sinews
Watched it come
As the deep dark hues
Pressed towards them
Knees slapped the dark mire
No defense
Provoked an ire
Bones burst in loud display
Malevolence
And Death on the Lord’s Day
Many yearning hearts
Cried to their God
Through these bloody arts
They held on
Holding onto the serene
“But even if you should suffer for the sake of righteousness, you are blessed. AND DO NOT FEAR THEIR INTIMIDATION, AND DO NOT BE TROUBLED,”
-1 Peter 3:14
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