The Child

THE CHILD - Written by Carroll Bryant

The darkness reaches down on the city

There's a lady having a baby, and it's so pretty

It started out with love in the city

It's ending with just one parent, and that's a pity

The child is born into a destructive world

He will carry the gift of the word to try and save it

Writing will be his life

He will do it be it wrong or right

The child will take on the fight for all of mankind

With his magic he will make people listen 

To the truth 

He is one or maybe he is two different people

Wrapped up in just one soul

He will lead you where you refuse to go

He is the child of love

He is the child of truth

He is the child

Free in a controlled colony, he is

He is a clone, never alone, he is

There is a destiny 

There is a fate 

There is a chance that he could be too late

Man and his frivolous laws could be his downfall 

And nobody will offer him help when the time comes

He is the child of love

He is the child of truth

He is the child

The challenges that he will face 

Are memories that will be replaced 

A child in the wild of the race 

The human race

Born into a vanishing world

The child will have to carry the word

The sword of the written word

And the universe will absorb the hurt

He is the child of love

He is the child of truth

He is the child 

There's an effort in the heart

Where evil wants to rip apart

Everyone, everything in its wake

It's a government thing

And time will repeal

What cuts that won't heal

Time will run out

The people will shout out loud

That they don't care no more

And the dead will lay quiet on the floor

And the blood from their war will pour

And pour

And pour

Time will run out, but won't end