Never-Coming World

The ash of the world tied over my skin There's something that hurts but I keep my smug grin The ides of the tired ancient ruler that fell Little Boy meets the Fat Man where the mothers yell The blood of the Earth no longer runs The shapes of our whole are colliding Blessed by God will be the ones To witness this chaos subsiding Dream of a land Dream of a Newborn Dream of being free from doubt Dream of the never-coming world The oceans are roaring, the seasons go by The shards of the whole are united The unkindled shall carry over the light To restore and get the cycle reignited When fires fade And bells ring loud again Silhouettes wander in the glade Roses and thorns adorn the throne of a new Cain Dividing dead cells Death-defying from the flames From your old self From your shell Tarnished by the shadows Dream of a land Dream of a Newborn Dream of being free from doubt Dream of the never-coming world