The Date Is Here

Daunting colossus eve The door opens, expiration

Hand fed cyclical rotation Package pretty invitation

Appease the retched spiral nation Glass reflecting

Image pending What does this mean Hallowed be they name

Spell this out for the lights Blinding me the same thing you love Kills you

Now we are all one One in the same Hole, we fell

For the home coming Now we look at ourselves

Look at our ways Look at our waste

And count down the days Left to die in our shells

We're gutted and cleaned

Our hair is just perfect DNA in our cells T

He blood in our veins is real inhumane slaves to ourselves

The image we made Of God We gave it all power

To make us repent On our knees

All bets and all theories are off No repreive No double No nothing

Nothing left And nothing less

Then all we've been Stripped for all we're worth

Gambled on a pale horse And we lost

Our image of God is a dead one T

His can't be happening right now the date is here

We are not ready When the stars begin to turn red

We'll run and hide