Lost Scripture

As dreams become our reality

We look towards the stars

When we lie in each other’s arms

Abandoning ourselves

Rendering us defenceless

Entwined thoughtout space and time

Together crossing the threshold

The unwritten language

Of lost scripture

Can only be read

By the clairvoyant

Mad Max: The Time Has Come

the time has come

to search for the truth

in an unjust land

leaving behind only doubt

taking the essentials

preparing for the coming onslaught

peace shall be found

when war has been raged

and the landscape ravaged

those that resist enslaved

have now found their freedom

in the one chosen to liberate them