a mix of recent inspiration should resurface

dont worry about time it doesnt pass by nothings the same not that it ever was just an old story told as it unfolds copies of the classic book with renamed characters and embelished words the start is the end the writer your mind a golden key your heart a door to eternal divinity death behind your left shoulder in a burning building throw on the gas push me off the edge the ropes around my neck im about to strike the match and light your fuse dont be suprised to find god in the ashes try to prove me wrong i knew it all along we were never there and now we are gone take words right out of me change worlds in front of me send chills through my spine i was wasted on time the wine was water im drunk on you