Vindication

My Father’s emotion bleeds into mine
His loss is also mine
Misled to misunderstanding
Knowledge of what’s real
Sanctification surreal

This sorrow, my friends, and I know Him
A precursor blood red indicator
His Vengeance is His Wrath
Yes, He’s slow to anger
But it’s been thousands of years

I’m even at my wits end
At the apostasy retained
The assaults against the King
The Father will allow no longer
Brace yourselves, this is it

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