day eight

Date: 08-01-2016

a broken kingdom

From divinity to humanity 
We crumble and fall 
Through sin and temptation 
We let go of it all

In our race for perfection
We tear each other apart 
And when seeking redemption 
We hide in our hearts

For what do we owe this
Bloodshed and tears 
In place of peace 
We reside in our fears

A day will come 
To free us from sorrow 
Till then we'll pray
For the promise of tomorrow.

The End

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