Can either take a leaf out of the wild and rise with the morning sun. Or, arouse with the chimes of a clock in that dim and dreary room.
That's where they come in, the stage is set, the scene is made, the real essence to bring it all alive is the star of the show.
Digging those claws in like putting a needle on a record. Trying to project some sort of sound, it's no good when in deep water the noise is mumbled.
Got balls must give them that. Trying to find the centre of the universe where it all spirals from. Where it gives cause to spiral out of control.
Well it was understood back once upon a time. An ancient relic that meant something for its tradition. Why to think someone has a huge pricetag on it, if it means something to someone then how much are they willing to part with others for it.
In the forest; it's already been a bloodbath. Can even call it a river of blood. Here's the thing, it is now in the power of whom decides to open up that dam and let that blood gush over everyone else who hasn't been involved. Make others sufferings pour out onto many more to share that grievance.
Joel Ch.2:V.9-11 " - They shall run to and fro in the city; they shall run upon the wall, they shall climb up upon the houses; they shall enter in at the windows like a thief.
- The earth shall quake before them; the heavens shall tremble: the sun and the moon shall be dark, and the stars shall withdraw their shining:
- And the LORD shall utter his voice before his army: for his camp is very great: for he is strong that executeth his word: for the day of the LORD is great and very terrible; and who can abide it?"
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