Toss

Catch my dreams when they fall
I need you to be the only one who sees my nightmares
I sit at that ebony table
And I listen to the master's ebony clock
And his nightmares haunt my waking hours
The blood red quick disease runs
Rampant through earthly gates
Serving as divine retribution
Who shall live and who shall die?
Like a divine sword that falls from the sky
To obliterate the sinners
Are they sinners?
Are the holy?
The saved are raised up but are really dragged down
The loved and beloved are hated and despised
I've let another's imagery rule my holy inner thoughts
Everyone has fear of life--or is it death?