I wait and watch the skies patiently
I know he is coming because I can feel it
The disasters grow and so does the violence each and every day
The cursed holy mother selling tickets to the firey abis
they believe the tickets message even if it is wrong
The holy mother is the whore of many waters you see
And she is nothing but a puppet which has her own set of puppets
they mimmick her actions and the puppets of her puppets have the people as their puppets.
The system is an unforgiving machiene that crushes anyone in it's way
There is an escape though, even if it is a difficult one, it still exists till this day and it is possible to escape the systems grasp