Some Sort Of God

Questions unanswered

From the days gone by

I have seen the word

and turned away and turned away

They all look up to me

As if some sort of God

Reigning down

The answers from on high

Then turn to me

Return to me

But you still turn away

I look out at the masses

That cry my name

Yet they know not what they say

Twisted visions, blinding lights

What is wrong and what is right

I can't take it anymore

I was tnen

Deemed as the rightful heir

to the throne

Simon the Magi

was my name

© Order Of Nine | 2013 | | |