Viva la Rebellion
Rooms, rooms, rooms What’s all the talk of all these rooms What typa room is gonna get me something better than what I’ve come to know? I got no time for all that chitter chatter that wee wee wa wa woo That same ole story That broken hearted That ‘hi my name is boo hoo hoo…’ What typa cult gets so obsessed about a meeting full of fools Spouting out the same ole message like they can’t think of something new
As we step into the fire… Darkness erodes the ground we stand… Life as we know becomes an offering… To the vengeance of the lambs… Can you hear the wedding bells ring, ring, ring ,ring, ring? A union of holy matrimony that will forever be Can you see the light that sets you free?… There is no I in we… As we step into the fire A baptism of truth most don’t want to hear We will bend our knees in horror Of the coming of the lambs
I got called in so I was forced to peel myself outta bed so I can come to work and use this time to catch up on everything I’m slacking. I’m doing the Disaster Response Squad orientation. Maybe they’ll give me ideas for my go bag. This is exciting. I need to get another door. […]
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