A man has a cloud,
An idea in which the life he dreams is in reverse.
As he dreams he wipes his portrait clean.
As he lives he awakens,
The forgiver in view.
When he dies (time of death),
Time begins this free will madness.
Judge the day of man,
And the dreams are fantasies
of what was once a life of choices.
Time begins this free will madness...
...madness will free, this begins time!
As he arises from his slumber
Pandora's evil is set free as the sins of man open (re-open).
The man ages and passes away,
But the cloud (the idea) still floats over a
Freeway of dead bodies
As the Risen watch.
One man's idea can change a man's death.
Which one with the clean slate must endeavor such luxuries?
(The sins)
They are all erasing (fading) away.
The box is already open.
Not fate, but decisions (once upon a time)
Manifested into a cluster explosion.
And the free will of man can change the dead
Just make a cloud and it will glide to another,
As the Risen watch in anticipation.
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