Ashes to ashes
This fate T'which I am beset
I hold upon my lonely breast
Cling to it like a mothers lust
T'keep her child from ashes and dust
I hold on tight and I adhere
A cursed land is wondering near
I feel about my lonely fate
Wishing t'only love not hate
I gaze upon that land above
That blessed land so full of love
A land become so hard to reach
Even for those who solely preach
They preach for the rights so divine
And yet in the process they entwine
Themselves into a ball of hate
A violent lust for god's own bait
That bait entice man to his own
Those who accept shall hold the throne
Yet those who not shall rise above
To this blessed land we all love.
