"Out of the Tombs"

I caught a glimpse, and, I briefly
got a taste of a rejuvenating life
as it in front of me passed by

Though not even the very image
of, but, the essence from within
it that issued out

Once again, I came face to face
with the Spirit of the man whom
so long ago on this earth walked
and lived

And, it raised me up and made
me to live again; like a Lazarus
being called forth from the
catacombs of the earth

Descended had I so low; wrapped
up in anguish and misery, hatred
and woes... my own grave clothes

And, the voice, not audible through
the sensory of hearing with our
ears, I heard deep within, inside my
core

It spoke softly, gently, but, with
much force... it's One that'll not be
ignored

Once again, I came face to face
with the Spirit of the man whom
so long ago lived and walked on
this earth

And, it raised me up and made
me to live again; like a Lazarus
being called forth from the
catacombs of the earth

It spoke softly, gently, but, with
much force... it's One that'll not
be ignored

So, I cast away my anguish and
my misery, my hatred and all my
woes - all these and more - ...

my own grave clothes, tattered
and worn