Drudging through the quag and fire, untouched by flame, subjugating all desire except that glory seen by all who wait upon Heaven’s reveal. Conceal from man the heart of the plan from whence he ran in fear and sharp squeal, beckon call to one and all to come invite to Master’s Ball. The gate left opened some will roam to dirty pit of dungeon home where all to prophet hope conceal a wheel is turned that water’s fall. Some liar, some thief, some widow’s mischief, all to sin they pay great love stealing from the Lord Above.

Down Gehanna’s road I march, with parchment paid and patriots plead, fed not a mouth but my own greed, planted not seed nor palm to breed the calm but harm’s own hand I left to alm. Clown or fool I took the school by folly and by rhyme I added to the crime by wisdom’s death and maker’s mark led them beyond the Palace Park where clouds weep willows and dog’s don’t bark to bring the barker to my town. He sold them riches of gold and stiches this harker with a deadly sting did to my seed his poison bring upon the promise of Protection beneath God’s Lone Wing.

Songs and sirens if that’s your thing to whisper season of seat by ring the forum’s hope to chant not sing, to murmur mist and rumble fog the husk of bugs upon the log the swamp so deep its known as bog. Heroes all they’d have you know without a sword, or knife or bow into the battle they did go preaching peace and folly this way go. To grow in size and your lament left outside the show bread tent or blessings as the Maker Meant to darker passions thoughts all went. So dreams allowed are screams yet yelled to the unwise we’ve been expelled for fear and doubt at which we excelled governs the new show to which crooked have been bent.

Parallel’s off kilter, late bloom’s wilter attached to tongue without a filter she shared the secrets of universes unmade and prices yet paid for a creation yet to be Worded. Then blurted science yet on the board from feeble mass and nothing’s hoard, greater works left chaplain’s doubtful bored on edge of town to which we skirted. Elle’s big lie to town decry that they may seat in the chapel of fear’s ferocious capture absent rapture or harmony’s hall the darkest purple shade recall be still my heart to which he cried no one was lost that hadn’t died.