The Morning Sun Rises, like the Lamp Of Life Across The Sea, to the Highlands Of the Mountains, Looking Unto Me.
With the Warmth of the Sun, Pelting down on me, I am Pierced By The Sword Of Darkness, which in it’s Haste Seeks to Kill Me.
Hiding Behind Its Title the Shield Of Law, All it is the True Face of Lawlessness, with its tight Grip Of Death, against Us, in The Disabled Community.
It Steals Our Souls, like a Death Reaper, to everyone it takes, it considers to be the Keeper.
In all my Pain, this one stings the worst, as it rips you from the Holy, to the world, makes you appear to be a Curse.
It Brands you, Tortures you, Rapes you of any Dignity & Pride, giving you nowhere to Hide, as it resembles Big Brother, of Orwell’s 1984, in it’s system built upon a Foundation Of Lies.
Hiding Behind Its Title the Shield Of Law, All it will ever be is the True Face Of Lawlessness, with its tight Grip Of Death, Against Us, in The Disabled Community.
It’s Blade Sharpened only To Annihilate, without a care, it doesn’t hesitate, whatever creed, colour, Blind or Deaf, we are the Scapegoats & Targets in it’s Midst.
Dividing Our Lives Asunder, placing our families into a mess, Left in Loneliness, an no way to how to address.
Hiding Behind Its Title the Shield Of Law, The True Face Of Lawlessness, The Heavens will Record, with its Tight Grip Of Death, that the Heavens will see, that is Against Us, The Disabled Community.
I Look unto The Light Of Life, The One that Sparked Me into this World, His Nature Pure, an Wields The Sword Of Life, His Words Of Righteousness, that Bring Life to Me, like the Many Roars Of the Sea, the Clashing Of the Waves, the Rustle of the Leaves in the Tree,
He Sends Forth His Word, an Justice is His Key, even by His Eyes, that see right through me, the scars received of this Battle Born, to the Loud Sounding of a Rams Horn this is what he does for me, behind the scenes, that which I cannot see.
Revealing The Darkness of this Title the Shield Of Law, All its Blood & Wickedness, Exposing The True Face Of All this Lawlessness, its more than what the Heavens Record, Seeing the Blood It has Shed, of its Tight Grip Of Death, Against Us, in the Disabled Community, It will cast what it has done, into the Deep Abyss, with those who worked with its evil schemes Raped Of Justice, that they never thought they would see.