When I was a child,
long ago in oblivion,
no epiphanies none
gave me any vision.

I know the past so I
want to travel back
to overcome all of
my life damn black.

Believed in monsters
I still do and I find
now time is faster go
does speed of time.

Despot in my soul
Father Time calls you;
as death stares back
he’s constantly shrewd.

Approach me Lord
feed pieces of bread
to feed my soul hope I
now his name spread.

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