Time Has Passed

Write Any Elegy for Me

I felt life as I created, painted a world of words
And I once live in my curses in those free verses that caused me to be worse
When reality kills me, I shut doors, my eyes blurred
And I felt living as I write my curses that are those evil forces' sources that trigger dark horses

And I was drunk in this world
Not noticing the cold
Not knowing that I lost my course
And more doses I toast, more bad choices I'll choose
And the words I wrote are the grudges stunting my growth
In my mind, which affect my soul, my spirit fall in a hole, fight in ferret
I ain't fine, stitches in defected goals, a bullet struck my wall, this poet's
Curses in these free verses cause me to be worse and I once felt living

But I'm aware of it 'cause I'm used to it but I want me to be done with it
For I sinned again today, I'm not worth to stay to be in Your place to praise
But I want this phase of haze to go away, goes back begging in Your perfect face

My life's a maze, complicated ways and I astrayed, but with this reclaim, I hope in life I'll be amazed
Enough of these betrays, daze, blaze, hates in these trays, time to put these strays in my grave
This is the time to claim the Great and His graces with our faiths and praises to Him, in our heart let Him reign

As soon as I am crucified with You
As soon as I am purified with truth
As soon as You live in my whole body
As soon as You forgive me, set me free
I won't write any elegy for the dead me
I won't write any elegy for the dead me

For I am now a new creation
My past life is put in cremation
Behold, new things are coming
Behold, good living's reigning

And I won't look back to what I am
That just might cause me to doubt the Son
I was dead, executed but now resurrected
I am over the red, the dread. In Him, I am embedded
Not in regret, the blood I bled, the body on my deathbed, the bone in my head

Most of the people sorrows to the person who died
But that's not me to my old decaying body
For it is not me who live in this body of mine
So why need the crying when I must be happy

Been longing for my self to die
Been crashing my realm, my life
Been pouring, the more I pelt as I try
Been calling for some help with a cry

When I have done the rest
He heard me when my mouth runs dry
The bloody skeleton was undressed
Let it in the hollow decay as it lies
And after that death's arrest
Dead Kevin, you'll never be eulogized

For I am crucified with You
For I am purified with truth
For You live in my whole body
For You forgive me, set me free
So I won't write any elegy for the dead me
So I won't write any elegy for the dead me