Myth Become Reality

Where riches seem obscene Where adventure seems a thing of dreams Where hope and love are lost in far extremes Behind the veil of our screams and schemes A kingdom convenes the world you see and a life that is only known in dreams In the king who answered our pleas our dreams are more than dreams The king of dreams tore the veil Which keeps us bound to fears and strife But rife with malice we clung to our blight even in His brand new light. The scythe which won so many souls turned on His instead our own. Its final blow to complete its task To take the world from God’s grasp For three days its power seemed to hold Then rolled away the Roman sealed stone The scythe lay powerless before His Throne In the kingdom where He’s enthroned, Myth and legends are be-known Fantasy and mystery are now our own A world of kindness and delight Are not far but in our sight What once was locked away in fantasy has become our reality