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Dystopia Town Will Be Damaged By Ascended Frown

Where’s a hero when we need one? Get rid of the villain with a silly, little gun I ricochet like the bullets that hit Superman, But he was shielded best he can…best he can… Driving through dystopia town, dystopia town It will be deserted and damaged, no longer are we anguished... By our ascended frown...wear cheer's crown! We will not be savaged...negativity will be eventually vanished I am guessing we’re all mere maniacs in our dystopia town Don’t fret, don’t give up, don’t regret, I won’t back down I won’t cry over the fact that there’s no hope or enjoyment in another life Because Christ will save me from my dangerous demise and zip out strife I express these things on my muse-panicky mind I seek not to impress, lest I get sorely left behind I already know you’re in dire distress, But you’ll soon become a sweet success Driving through dystopia town, dystopia town It will be deserted and damaged, no longer are we anguished... By our ascended frown...wear cheer's crown! We will not be savaged...negativity will be eventually vanished I am guessing we’re all mere maniacs in our dystopia town Don’t fret, don’t give up, don’t regret, I won’t back down I won’t cry over the fact that there’s no hope or enjoyment in another life Because Christ will save me from my dangerous demise and zip out strife Will God heal our scars and erase our flaws? Can we get an applause? Will God give us passionate peace or will we be held by menacing claws? Where’s the healing process going to take place? In our hearts of ashes and hardened stone? Will we ever make wondrous progress with perseverance in our trace? Are we on our own? If the Lord of Accord would honestly answer all our questions in our daily lives wholeheartedly, We would be gladly in unity with each other and be not led astray as far as we know...possibly… I still want to keep His holy, gracious sanctuary in mind and all, So I can inspire many to rise and be bold while they stand tall Driving through dystopia town, dystopia town It will be deserted and damaged, no longer are we anguished... By our ascended frown...wear cheer's crown! We will not be savaged...negativity will be eventually vanished I am guessing we’re all mere maniacs in our dystopia town Don’t fret, don’t give up, don’t regret, I won’t back down I won’t cry over the fact that there’s no hope or enjoyment in another life Because Christ will save me from my dangerous demise and zip out strife My rejoicing or yearning voice is lost and all is naught in the middle of the abyssal nightfall – I pray and scream out Your utmost-marvelous name My body aches and my bones break with envy and hatred…got to have strength to turn myself around and devour the shameful, untamed flame My universe, aquatic eyes rot and die away just for the sake of receiving beautiful, sea-dazzling sight My ears eagerly await my savior to rescue me and elevate me with echoing empathy of illuminating light Driving through dystopia town, dystopia town It will be deserted and damaged, no longer are we anguished... By our ascended frown...wear cheer's crown! We will not be savaged...negativity will be eventually vanished I am guessing we’re all mere maniacs in our dystopia town Don’t fret, don’t give up, don’t regret, I won’t back down I won’t cry over the fact that there’s no hope or enjoyment in another life Because Christ will save me from my dangerous demise and zip out strife Our mesmerized, diamond-shimmering soul collide with His spirit of remarkable kindness Unconditional utopia usually is on my weary, blurry mind of unique, blemished madness Wrapped up in woe's world countless times I reckon…again, I haven’t a clue where I’ve been All I’ve been doing is helplessly wondering where a hero is when we need one all over again Driving through dystopia town, dystopia town It will be deserted and damaged, no longer are we anguished... By our ascended frown...wear cheer's crown! We will not be savaged...negativity will be eventually vanished I am guessing we’re all mere maniacs in our dystopia town Don’t fret, don’t give up, don’t regret, I won’t back down I won’t cry over the fact that there’s no hope or enjoyment in another life Because Christ will save me from my dangerous demise and zip out strife Held on to these fears and tears for an absolutely long time, it’s been so long since my scars have been stitched up, so repair shine upon solaces' star I even forgot how it feels to be happy and truly belong…I remember, singing hopeful songs, but now I’m lost like the rest of us are…at the lowest bar Driving through dystopia town, dystopia town It will be deserted and damaged, no longer are we anguished... By our ascended frown...wear cheer's crown! We will not be savaged...negativity will be eventually vanished I am guessing we’re all mere maniacs in our dystopia town Don’t fret, don’t give up, don’t regret, I won’t back down I won’t cry over the fact that there’s no hope or enjoyment in another life Because Christ will save me from my dangerous demise and zip out strife You deserve recognition and praise beyond realization, oh God Most High – let us take a refreshing, uplifting breath, so what are we waiting for? What for? Thank you for saving us from our desolate demise and forgiving us of our sins that lead to death, remember our sins no more…give us mercy all the more!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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