Forever

I should have drowned in the flood of it all and lay to rest the revolution.

But the rest was never enough.
I'll hold my breath and my time.
There is peace above the wreckage, peace above the clouds.
Gracefully in harmony we are found.
With lines divided from the blade.
I believe we have met our fate.
I look into the eyes of dead men and only see graves.
God is a prefix and we need more.
But I will rewrite history.