Call of Plea
The sun burning my skin,
Not an inch of pain over the red.
My head keeps spinning
yet pinned in a dead end.
What I once saw as the future
is now a cloud of dirt.
One rain will be enough
to wash it all away.
The future can be wiped off
but the unfinished goals will still roam.
Insensitive souls lurking for love,
victims all over so now behold.
The prey becoming predator
all in order to survive.
Nothing means more
than Life under God's eye.
Dead in the soul,
empty in flesh,
the meaning of life
is now a haze.
Together we rise,
But we fall alone.
For no one will ever
grant you their souls.
Lies are a song
and the world is the choir.
oh angels push your voices
And let me hear you louder.
Earthly beings rejoice
your master has come.
pure evil and malice
to the Devil Y'all go.
To stop being flesh,
Is all I have been yearning.
For the spirit world awaits
outside of this physical suffering.
-Inactive Volcano
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