A Plea for the Beyond
Oh, Angels of the Kingdom of the Just!
I beg you hear my plea to Heaven sent!
The question I have heard of Life in Rust
I wish to answer, showing where it went.
We humans, lost in toil and misery,
Hath wandered past the Shining Path laid out.
Our Shame of Life in Rust from foolery
Have filled our minds that you, we should have doubt.
Our sins have robbed us blind your feathered backs.
The hope we had for our Redemption owed
Was taken by our tribute Satan packs.
Our souls are tainted through what we have sowed.
My plea is spoken, true to what you ask.
Depart shall I, for I have done my task.