The Hunter, The Ghost and The Prayer

Time to waste our lives like working angels. I believe in Faith because these tides are getting stronger. What felt safe was only a mirror image of evil, now this is what we have become. The motionless static electrifies my mind, the power of The Hunter, The Ghost and The Prayer worth saving. We stand for this world on a mountain of doom. Fear boils my blood and my eyes cannot believe what they have seen. We were worth the greatest death as we tread softly like minnows in shark infested waters. We are surrounded, out numbered but open minded. We are surrounded, the mental image in my mind. I enjoyed your company and I enjoyed your chest against mine. This is how it ends. Checkmate with the final stand, two guns to take the land. Freedom speaks softly when you can smell death in the palm of your hand. And every ones dying as clouds turn to sand. Remember me for I was a foolish man. But I turned a new leaf and got back on my feet. Remember me I changed the way you look at these streets. As sharks still try to reach the surface to prevent you to speak. Remember me I carried you so you can breathe.