dust in your eyes

this dust in your eyes , this dust in your heaven ,this dust in your mind won't last  this fathom of heaven won't last , this dream of angles christening is fading fast , this role to play never fades but it never really lasts. this pattern of hope won't last either as the universe drowns and it dreams like nether. inside of itself it will die up and wither, and soon it will become nothing but a huge ball of litter, to tither away. this is the way the only way to be , to heal is temporary to sin and be cast out is forever, without a doubt we ,most of us get nether. we teeter on the edge of doom forever and ever ,doubting our prayers yet again, it is this anchor of faith that holds most to the brink , but it's wavering in it's intensity, as it dies again again and therefore angels cry, therefore angels die , and therefore all bleed inside as one would die. angles cry.