Unbound

[the Draç]

What's now is found, and what's then lost.

To channel at a cost, make pact like Faust.

In Heaven, it redeems, what was his was his choice.

The dew sits on the grass, wet like most.

A toast to those willing, please don't make a sound.

A God that is willing, to make ends meet, and is proud.

Unbound all together, no more begging at the feet.

A last day in Heaven, Earth then meets to compete.

A feat long lost, I unbind all heathen souls.

Check is coming, I now got to go.

Now you know, I'm hip to the ground.

Krusty the Klown, with a wide upside down frown.