If it takes forever, I'll die trying. The rise and shine of all the good and the innocent people will be my shield; their untold stories will be my sword.
God is upon us, and his eyes won't let me lose my battles against the injustices of life. I bring you this, my glory days are finally coming, and I can't wait to sit on my throne, take a sip of my drink, and watch the whole world burn. I won't go down with the sickness, 'cause I became this, a disturbed monster that lives in a cave, hiding in the graves, just... Waiting. And waiting.
And waiting.
Waiting for the sun. The sun that will dry my scars, and cleanse my soul from my pitiful sins.
Forgive me God, for I have sinned. I trust you my life, and awareness.
Amen.
--
Rogerio Olanda
