To look back is to see forward
We are ancient history
Condemned so long ago
Spiritual forces in control
The world is a canvas
Painted not by you
Future seems clear
Know not what to do
Storms rage in your mind
Clouding your perception
Trapped in a daze and misery
Strive to renovate reality
Gripped by fear, it’s your demise
Strength so dear means compromise
Image to uphold; another soul seems lost
What means faith? Who’s counting the cost?
Don’t live for tomorrow, live for “yesterday”
There’s only one choice
Life or death
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