Prophet of Bob

Living in a world gone black

Pleading for the light

Never given that

Knowledge of the sight



Pulled from his soul and burned upon the altar

Pleading to leave this hole, to be a future all-star

Now all that he has sacrificed upon his great mission

To all those he enticed, we plead of you to listen



Striving for a world in grey

Trying to live the balance

There is no love for day

The world hates valliance



End the incessant judgement, so would have all of you

If life was only displacement, you would no more be true

He fights to keep control and follow the path of one

But nothing seems to fulfill and the passion is gone