Truth of a mirror.
Take a look
in the mirror
and smile.
Your hair looks nice.
Make-up is perfect.
Then you see your image
in the mirror
move.
Your smile disappears.
Yet the smile on the glass
remains.
You scream.
And are led
To places you do not want to go.
Hot, white lights
shine on you.
"We have ways of making you talk."
It's a memory.
And yet...
And yet...
Today, they call them hallucinations...delusions
And give you a drug
When you've said
What they came to hear.
Wonder.
Wonder why this life is a prison.
The Peace
The peace.
Lasting and true.
Has to wait.
Silence is Golden and all that Glitters is NOT gold
Lucy.
Dezi.
Three stooges.
Aren't they funny?
TIll the day. the images
look
back at you.
Squirm as you see?
"What's looking at me?"
Good question.
Pay attention now.
They're captivity held captive (Revelations...Isaiah as well)
They're cancer active.
Knowing your every move.
Afraid?
Still?
God HAS control.
It is not man to fear.
but be aware.
of powers, principalities and such.
For they prey on your weakness.
And dig at your pride.
Temptation. Alive.
Perhaps you deny.
While I
and...Jesus
cry.
For these things
these things
are why...
we die.
The Pain
The anger
rises
and falls.
back
forth
back
forth
They rage.
As children
wait silently.
listening.
One listens from afar.
Suddenly
SILENCE.
She emerges now
self-assured it is safe.
STanding in the door
Deer in headlight eyes.
The others cower
as the butcher knife is
raised.
Eyes once blue.
Gleam black.
“Stop IT!”
screams the latecomer.
The knife clatters instantly
to the counter.
"Oh, My God!"
Mother
reaches for
Father
who gathers her in his arms.
He holds her as they
fall back
away
from
Hell.
[FONT="]TRIUMPHANT CHURCH[/FONT]
The trumpets must
BLARE!
God has come!
God is here!
Jesus reigns!
Alleluia!
Praise him!
Praise him!
He reigns!
Take a look
in the mirror
and smile.
Your hair looks nice.
Make-up is perfect.
Then you see your image
in the mirror
move.
Your smile disappears.
Yet the smile on the glass
remains.
You scream.
And are led
To places you do not want to go.
Hot, white lights
shine on you.
"We have ways of making you talk."
It's a memory.
And yet...
And yet...
Today, they call them hallucinations...delusions
And give you a drug
When you've said
What they came to hear.
Wonder.
Wonder why this life is a prison.
The Peace
The peace.
Lasting and true.
Has to wait.
Silence is Golden and all that Glitters is NOT gold
Lucy.
Dezi.
Three stooges.
Aren't they funny?
TIll the day. the images
look
back at you.
Squirm as you see?
"What's looking at me?"
Good question.
Pay attention now.
They're captivity held captive (Revelations...Isaiah as well)
They're cancer active.
Knowing your every move.
Afraid?
Still?
God HAS control.
It is not man to fear.
but be aware.
of powers, principalities and such.
For they prey on your weakness.
And dig at your pride.
Temptation. Alive.
Perhaps you deny.
While I
and...Jesus
cry.
For these things
these things
are why...
we die.
The Pain
The anger
rises
and falls.
back
forth
back
forth
They rage.
As children
wait silently.
listening.
One listens from afar.
Suddenly
SILENCE.
She emerges now
self-assured it is safe.
STanding in the door
Deer in headlight eyes.
The others cower
as the butcher knife is
raised.
Eyes once blue.
Gleam black.
“Stop IT!”
screams the latecomer.
The knife clatters instantly
to the counter.
"Oh, My God!"
Mother
reaches for
Father
who gathers her in his arms.
He holds her as they
fall back
away
from
Hell.
[FONT="]TRIUMPHANT CHURCH[/FONT]
The trumpets must
BLARE!
God has come!
God is here!
Jesus reigns!
Alleluia!
Praise him!
Praise him!
He reigns!