Dropping

Your own are fucking dropping a different time sent of beings it will not be stopping A speck of dust in a whirl wind of substance that brands us as what we are to become What seperated us from what makes us numb Forever u will hate and seal the fate of what strives to keep you going If u have faith and u believe then the purpose is to keep it flowing Fall for what u believe we all fall for what you think decieves give your right hand and see that u are not all that would stand forever in sight of mine thinking of the time.