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Darkness Descends

Album: A Life-Altering Trip Through Time
By:
Chronic Ion

Duration

4:05

Genres

Spoken Word/Perf. Poetry

Description

Track 11. Written by Jeff Nelson and featuring Jeff as two of the voices.

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Lyrics

Darkness... I'm flying, but standing still. I shield my eyes as a blinding light engulfs me. The rays pierce my mind... I feel the fabric of reality start to tear. My body falls away and my conscience soars free... finally, I can see. I am in a place that cannot be explained... both here and not here. I know that I exist, but am I still alive? I'm racked with fear and doubt as I start to shake. My soul is torn from my body and laid bare. There are three sitting around a table: a savior, a profit, and a teacher. They are here for me... it is my time. Redemption, peace and wisdom is what they offer, but will I be worthy? My soul cries out for it knows what's at stake. The teacher raises his hand. Teacher: I am here to judge this soul. To see if he has passed on the knowledge, or has kept it for himself. He ponders my time... my life... Teacher: He has shared his knowledge, and has learned from all that he sees. Worthy. My soul sighs in relief. Prophet: Let us now see the future of this soul. A mist swirls around the prophet as he stares into space. Silence. The beating of my heart is the only sound. The profit returns his attention to me, a tear running down his cheek. Prophet: What he gives in the end is much more than what he takes. I want to know what he has seen... what is my sacrifice? He kindly smiles. Prophet: You will see. Worthy. I feel my time here growing short, but one more must speak. Savior: My friends we have learned that he has knowledge, and the will to sacrifice... but is his heart pure? Has hate surrounded his soul? Slowly, he turns to face me. Savior: You have lived a life littered with hate and greed. You have indulged, and it has stained your soul. His eyes blaze, sharpening their gaze as he looks deep within me. I have failed. I drop to my knees fearing the impending consequence. Then I feel his hand on my shoulder, and everything... slips... away. Savior: Worry not my son, for I have cleansed your soul. Let peace and love lead you forward. As he reaches out to touch my forehead... darkness descends upon me.

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