The night we Rule 

The walls burn today.

Striking each ground that sits still as the heat will give value to the dust of how your every breathe devours each living that screamed. A conquered covering each stone that needed to breathe as a touch you left behind stays covering the value of each. The power that reins as the soul that stays with you gives clarity to all that you are. The rust, will forever crave for what you will never have. People screams, walks the dirt that leaves the filth you let me clean. As the sound of your mouth with each move has been made to lead to each end of what I call mine.

You have been given everything. A mind, you breathe, your soul, your body, your people. Here, the mark has been made, as forever will reign on how the stench that will keep the halls lingering to feel the blessing of how God said, "I knew you" as you will carry for your people. 

Wishing now that the difference was not given a meaning. GOD, does not compare to you as the value of your sound never reached the calling as the eyes you keep begs for a blessing. Given everything the cold that shines have reigned. As you reach for how the inching crawls for space. Leaving every crumb that was pushed away as your den will even condemn the rotten. 

The very idea of each reach destined to profess and create the way too many has made fact that we were needed. Given the image, of what knowledge pierced the reason to sanity, made fact how each was to solve the way. ​You sent the mark, as one carried the table we must sit in. The reason needs to be given, as this is what we carry. The reason to save humanity! The need of light that covers made a way to regain the structure of our world. Not to raise our men and women to find what was broke.

It's to piece it together. Having this cycle continues. My people My blood My vein wished you cherish to find way to devour and leave meaning of our name as the begotten condemned hear our cries. The smell and our aura GIVETH LIGHT.