New Game

Lookin for a new game to play,

These days all i wonder is if My Name is Saved,

If when I'm gone I'll have a Claim to Praise,

If I'll have the chance to Break the Chains,

Find the key once more just to Raise the Stakes,

Put them to the sky until the Days bring Rain,

Even if I'm confined within walls the Pains the Same,

Because at the end of it all a Stain's a Stain,

There is no flaw I'd Erase or Change,

Because this Human Race will Race,

But there are no winners in any Lanes or Faiths,

See we all find ourselves in the Main Place,

Palaces to cardboards I've Stated this and will Replay to State,

The emphasis on the neutral neurons that Arrange the Way,

We all see the world and how it molds like it was Made of Clay,

I touch on these subjects because this is what I feel will Save the Saints,

Some time so there's no rush to come, and they can arrive with Grace or Flames,

It's all up to us to find this meanin and put it in our Laced Up Brains,