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her name doesn't matter
her voice, out of key
her eyes, crimson pinpricks
afloat in the sea
a heart that endures
a compassion ensures
her consort remains pure
'mid the filth and disease

a teardrop is welling
her star's time to fall
a moment in hist'ry
to answer the call
a trumpet is sounded
her charge is surrounded
her hopes lie confounded
as fate conquers all

the rifle cocked
a single shot
a prophet thwarted
disciples' shock
a mission done
a battle won
yet more are pending
behold the son


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The following comments are for "Behold the Son"
by JonnyT

from this I like most the crimson pinpricks or eyes, fate conquering all and the conclusion that another bout of struggle and sacrifice is just beginning, is, in fact, never ending… I like how the players in this could be the biblical mother and son, or those martyrs of a more modern battle… good stuff.

( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: August 23, 2007 )

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