Rosevold Rosvold Tipon

Armed With

The Promise

Of Salvation

Countless

Monoliths

Rise Fires

That Feed

Their Progress

Blacken The

Earth And

The Sky The

Masses That

Teem Below

Them Are Drawn

To The Warmth

Of Their Light

Come To Your

Future So

Bright The

Heaven You

Seek Is In

Sight Just

Give All And

Lay At My

Feet The Heaven

You Need Is

Found Within

Me In Their

Midnight It

Is Saviour

It Gives Them

Faith In Their

Midnight It

Is Saviour

But It Steals

Their Souls

They Are All

Just Seconds

Both In Line

And In Time

Moving Forever

Toward Boxes

Of Pine Oh

Innocent Follower

You Of Feeble

Spirit And

Shallow Heart

Go As Those

Before You

Did Even Though

They Were

Torn Apart

All Your Gods

In Heaven

Cannot Save

You Now It

Locks The

Door And Takes

The Key And

Will Not Allow

Walking Out

It Will Sicken

Your Will

It Will Sicken

Your Self

It Will Take

Without Mercy

Until There

Is Nothing

Else It Will

Take Your

Will It Will

Take You All

It Will Take

A Mystic To

Make It Fall

Shadow People

Faces Without

Names Go In

Willing Leaving

Cast Into

A Manic Mission

Lead Into

A Blind Descision

Thrown Into

A Dark Submission

They Will

Become An

Omission