The dark clouds cover the horizon of my paradise as lightning lances across the sky and shocks the unbelieving into submission and my life ccrumbles into dust and the world cries tears of blood that drowns the damned and starves my fruits of labor and so i give up on a life that holds no joy for me and my grave rejects me and hell has no hold on me cause im Gods child but was told i was a contradiction to what i claim and i feel so useless and when the end nears i run for the mountains which holds the sky up and i wanna help but my spirit is broken and my physic is unnaturally weak and while they run for the finish line to be first i run cause i feel free as the air rushes around my body and allows it to float free of a lost consciousness