The light shines bright but the eyes aren’t open to see
Our voices scream forever out but land upon deaf ears
Those who come to our aid have daggers pressed against our back
All while the enemy has strings connected to our allies controlling them like a puppeteer
How should one find peace in those who speak of love
When the love is betrayed and false loyalty is spilled on the ground
Coating the very steps I stood
Now bathing the very place I lay
Divine time 