Glistening gates
Paradise awaits
Instead of God stands the Fates
A single eye
My answer a wicked gleam with a side of a smile so sly
I begin to fly
Soon I realize I’m falling
The blinding light fades to crimson as I hear a faint calling
Soon it becomes clear to be a mocking behind wails and bawling
A small jolt overtakes me as I halt
I see around me many other souls trapped with me inside an infinitely massive vault
A voice echoes within that I am at fault
But, my dear, there is a chance
A figure appears so striking with but a glance
Approaching with such grace as to dance
How could this be?
As the light fades and my eyes can see
The savior was not He
The key to my salvation was me.
