Beyond Poetry..

God's Image

Will heaven step in and save us from a sin?
When I consider my light spent, and let the devil's drink control me.
I'll let go of my pain, and my misery and smile with the music.
Cut down hassle, cut down strength, finally hurt, finally sane, finally me.
And when the Devil and God fight and bring peace to the world,
I'll simply fall into a new hope, brought by God for the new eternity.