deep in the tar pit of mystery
a legend is born out of the books
of history, we don't know who's here
we don't know why they have come
we should only hope that they have
come in peace and glad tidings
with seasons greeting and are not bitter
and not sour like old wine on a sponge
fore they are messengers from
God knows, where it is no mistake
that they are here if we did not fear
they would appear instead we think,
they are dead it's time for this book
to read, in depth we are running out
of energy and almost out of breath
hoping for a second wind to kick in
in a world that was made to be destroyed
2016 will be a world, we have never seen
every scene should have prepared us
but, we never seen, I know you're saying
"WTF" it's time for the power to be cut
we ate, we drank and yes some of us
were marry, but the word is truth and
the truth don't tarry, did you carry or
lighten the load for others, did you love
or did you hate your brothers
did you protect or did you
rape your sister, don't you laugh
can you escape the wrath, can you
think or even grasp, if we worship Baal
while knowing the real, we are already
at the gates of hell and it has prevailed