Birds of a feather flock together
Birds of mockery and deceit
Birds of hell and torment
Birds of evil design
Hell hath no furry like a man in rage
Hell doesn't hold a candle to people in a haze
Drunk in his own desires
Slowly he fades into fires
Higher he flies
The lower he falls
He's standing on the edge
He's looking down
He wants to jump!
He does...
He hits hard
He stumbles
To his feet
He climbs back up
Just to fall again
Back to his friends he still has fallen
Back to the life he always wanted
Back to back his worlds collide
A pastors son, he takes his life
Heaven or hell...
No one can tell...
Raised up right
Felt so wrong
They say "Your Future's bright!"
He's been holding on FAR too long
Away from his friends
Away from his fam'
Away from the god that's holding on to him
Extraordinary love
Extraordinary life
Extraordinary death...
Extraordinary god.
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