So it is a play upon a stage

To the inner or the loser

We are the members of the band yet to play

In the dark of the stage lights

We just walk our own way

As the deal of fate plays

Never been an actor

Just a voice named

When the action is over

Credits stop at door

Pick up the chips

Leave the soul

In drama mask

Twirl the face

Let it come

Back to view

Evil or Eve looking

Barrister pushes the gavel again

Sound repays the taken wish

Death on a cross or noose left loose

Where is the ending to be

On a tree in shadow

Or nails driven

Want pushes

Souls in your hands

Ash of sin marks saved

Right to left middle cries

Forgive them

Yet a place

Is rolled back

Tomb empty

Pain as real

As time

He is gone

She weeps

And so do I