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Spiritual anarchy reigns, bungee jumping with no cords.
Too important to die they think,
too much freedom proved a deadly thing.
Self indulgent minds, jaded,
while their lives burn down around them.
They play the fiddle and dance, dance, dance
while flames leap up to snatch them.
Hear the lone voice calling,
amidst the neon lights and madness.
The voice that loves you calling, calling softly.
Love enough to die, to live, to redeem.
Strength to live, to not face the dark death eternal.
Strength enough to not be alone anymore.
Listen. Weep if you have to, and just take His hand.
Just walk away, away from this headlong rush from a high cliff
This descending plummet the world calls life.

Thom Jankowski