Pass Poem, DP (Batman) and myself.

J: We've got time in order-
To get stuff done
under the weather-
or in the sun,...
time is to easy
lets pass it along.
D: So link arms my Brothers
And pass it along.

So there's said strenth in numbers
No harm no foul
J:Behind the time there's no blunder
Mostly working inside to out
In clearly triuphant shadows
Adorned in close confelt
We'll travel on- as Brothers-



D: Prelude to Armageddon
Pigs before swine
will the new clear winter
Preclude the new wine
J: Enmass of seperation
Passiveness and regret-
Yet the dawning answers- no warning.
What have we become (done yet)
Lock arms truly now my Brothers-
Carry now along forever
The evening yet to wander
into the days of communion

D: The gates of forever
Beckon the call
The gated of delirium
determine our fall.

J: As we continue to breath
and sind slowly in the moment-
Required only of us by time is age
and the fall is worth the trip (Or the trip is worth the fall)

Rise together or alone now brothers
There is no hanging on.
D: Time is but a moment
A moment is forever-
And brother are as one
As one but a number
and countless is the sum
Brother's bind together
For the trial's just begun.