In Heaven;
Hell;
And Purgatory;
And many worlds beyond;
Are places, places Angels fear,
Whether from on high and shining light;
Or raging inferno that they come;
They all creep past where I sleep.
Do not pass through Pagan lands, without a place to go.
For no matter Gods or Monsters;
To me they're all the same,
All just travellers on the path;
Yet note thy destination.
And for your sakes, write it upon your face,
Not just upon your heart.
If I read it once I've torn it out,
There is no chance for us to part.
So I remain a keeper,
At the crossroads in between.
And whether you are fallen and risen from bellow,
Or descending from on high,
Heed the warning of those gone before.
Tread lightly where you fear to tread,
Or fear will tread on you.
Remember Old Friend, I'm Watching; Watching With Great Interest.
burning_eyes
Hell;
And Purgatory;
And many worlds beyond;
Are places, places Angels fear,
Whether from on high and shining light;
Or raging inferno that they come;
They all creep past where I sleep.
Do not pass through Pagan lands, without a place to go.
For no matter Gods or Monsters;
To me they're all the same,
All just travellers on the path;
Yet note thy destination.
And for your sakes, write it upon your face,
Not just upon your heart.
If I read it once I've torn it out,
There is no chance for us to part.
So I remain a keeper,
At the crossroads in between.
And whether you are fallen and risen from bellow,
Or descending from on high,
Heed the warning of those gone before.
Tread lightly where you fear to tread,
Or fear will tread on you.
Remember Old Friend, I'm Watching; Watching With Great Interest.
burning_eyes
