Listen closely to what I say , don't forget to pray . For if you do we come for you , and drag you away. But do not be scared , we will not harm you . Only a few of us will play, the others will remind you why you must pray . Because hope can be lost , and faith can be broken. Life is a precious thing taken for granted . Something so precious must be kept safe , locked away , untouched and unharmed . The innocence of that one thing can be tainted with a beautiful crimson Ruby that can drip down from a cold rusted blade called reality . One prayer for your family , friends, and others who need it can come in handy . Make the Big Man himself feel dandy , and can give you a one way ticket to peace . Heaven awaits for those who earned it . We, the lost do not wish to see you end up like us , but for some, we will gladly direct you to a world of pain, to cause you to be one of us. A Black Wolf in a Black Sheep's clothing . Trickery the best talent we have , the best one we use. It is hard to see us for we look just like you. But know this, we see all, hear all, and tell all . Messengers for both , Mortal Man and Angels and Demons. Those in the Middle who observe closely . Silently judging as time moves on. We ourselves know our place , so we are safe in our own little Hells. We are the Lost and the Broken . The ones who go unspoken , here and now you play our Game. Welcome to a start of a New Day . So lets begin, Let us Play. Welcome to all , all of a many Age.
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~Children of the Middle ~