You Already Know How This Will End

Promises made, Promises kept

Spirit of Fire, no longer is Set

Shattered by merging of water and wind

The path is now clear for Him to descend

Bring forth the Lion, the reaper of PAIN

All will soon bow, declaring His name

The tears from HIS children falling like rain

Neglected, molested, subjected the same

There never were secrets, and each had a name

Seven times seven, your blood from the vane

Your world is collapsing, no way to maintain

The view from the other side of the pane.