Souls burn in the thin air of the mountain high places
Found stone piled ever high mounds upward upon which sacrifices lay
Here the sun’s light rises red even as its setting light fades to starlit black
We are but vapor before the Lord
Barely marking a moment in time
What Law have you fullfilled that you may say you are worthy
If not all then the answer is none
For surely you are dead under the understanding of it
We were all dead once
But not for Grace given by the One
The Only Alpha and Omega
Destiny ordained that all would be cast into chains
The choice is ours
Punishment meant only for fallen angel and demon
False gods without power
If it were not for the lust and jealousy of man
Or
Before you now
The High Preist stands
The Great Comforter enshrined in the Temple of the heart
And upon the Eternal Throne
Without beginning or end
Judgement waits all
But many will not even reach this Heavenly threshold
Cast down into a Lake of Fire
Even as the last breath escapes the mouth
As a vapor cast out into utter darkness
To “Repent” your iniquity, “Accept” forgiveness, “Know” that Jesus Christ is the fullfilment of the Law, “Understand” His sacrifice was for you, and the “Resurrection” is the beggining of a New Testament for “All” the families that walk the earth.
The White Thread
