Here We Go
We came to live
And live we thought we did
Only to discover
The sorrowful comforter
Snug in a deep Depression
Easy to lay
Difficult to escape
Why try?
Soon the endless dimension went forth
And left us there to self-loath
All alone
Why would it?
Bliss we could see from under
Whilst we did nothing but squander
We realized
It's a wonder!
We lept from our dens
And aspired towards life
But how will it be caught?
We watched no longer
We rotted no more
We lay only for restoration
And Lied no more
Children,
Fear,
Faith,
Everlasting Joy
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