The Spirit Tuned In Waves A Song Transmitted and from the heavens Received and So Seen, Hold On Now, Stand Strong !!!

I'd like to be an architect soon of a cathedral celebrating life together we craft, but instead I'm trapped observing and living in a horrific nightmare, while others go onward stating they get what they deserve... I'm watching your families and mine for up close and facing death am I. It's ripping my fucking heart out, already once I list this fight...but somehow with help elusive to death am I... Faith says hang tough, and let's kick this things ass !!! Rest not, be vigilant ever, the time to stand strongest is now. Watch your wings, your flanks, guard your attacks and be swift yet silent, smoother than that which we now take down. This fucking fight I'd for real !!!, and yet others theatre rather would for others like to make and distract from such reality, or is it to inspire ??? What ??? A life of twisted lues and sin ? I'm not trying to promote this life yet once again, reincarnated I am, here in this body yet still once again too