Come home my child I have been waiting on thee
Silences breed contempt among the discontented
let me be clear compassion falls on a deaf ear.
When anger presents its aim to never relent
the spreading of fear, hates intent is always clear.
The views from the mountaintop will never go for not
If the goodwill of men refuses to bend then never give in.
When the wicked are called to task ratchet hearts cry scream and lash.
like the horrors from the past like the stench of rotting stinking trash
Sharing joy in another’s pain your soul is a toy the devil will claim
he who forsake thy brother will feel the Lord’s raft like no other
The twilight of life before dust piled too high a moment before you die
sun rising high never once did you try theirs nothing left but goodbye
Oh ye’ sinner of little faith reject salvation and seal your fate
I’ll wait for you, not at the pearly gates they don’t allow hate.
kicking screaming for heaven sake your beds made it’s too late