The Final Sanctuary

Its spring and though my love in full bloom

But it seems there’s a ghost in every room

Trying to keep these memories entombed

Can you possibly take away this gloom?

The snakes are in full season

Death and starvation for no good reason

They’re all committing treason

They’re all acting like evil demons,

Oh God where are you when you’re needed?

I’ve begged and I have pleaded

It seems all their evil deeds have succeeded

Please don’t let them go undefeated!

Once I had the patience of a saint

But I’m so tired of these restraints

In a world where blood is used as paint

More gentle souls would simply faint,

Is this the Season of the Witch?

Where deadly storms come off without a hitch

Where sailors vanish in a watery ditch

Dear, are you suffering from a nervous twitch?

Please come take my hand

We’ll flee to a foreign land

Disappear into little grains of sand

We’ll survive on rations freshly canned,

Tell me did you hear that sound?

Almost like buzzing bees flying around

Could those be missiles inbound?

God, you’re the final sanctuary that I’ve found.