Pray Thy Kingdom Come

I.

Grab your pitchforks and torches

For The Tormentors are coming

Beg the king to send his knights

For tonight we are helpless

Pray thy Kingdom come

For perhaps only Armageddon can save us now

A las a New World

I can see it

Can you?

II.

"THE TORMENTORS ARE COMING!!!"

"THE TORMENTORS ARE COMING!!!"

Bruised

Battered

And tormented

I'm better off dead

I'll see you in The New World

Where children know no pain

And love and kindness abound

The Tormentors have burned down my home

There's nowhere else for me to go

I'm in their shackles

Barely standing

Bruised

Battered

And Tormented

I'm better off dead

III.

If you're a commoner who hasn't experienced any of the things that are worse than death

Tell me

What is it like to live behind the gate that guards the kingdom?

Do you praise God and give him thanks?

Did you know that my realities are your nightmares?

My dreams are always sweeter when the moon shines bright

Did you know some of us have lived in places so dark our endless tears couldn't even water the grass?

Tell me

What is it like to live a life where The Tormentors don't come out to play at night?

Do you take it for granted?

IV.

Why?

Why won't the king send his knights?

Tonight we are truly helpless

Our only hope now is to pray thy Kingdom come

For perhaps only Armageddon can save us

The tormentors have left me bruised

Battered

And tormented

Time and time again

I'm in their shackles

I'm barely standing

I'm better off dead

I'll see you in the New World

(The Tormentors are how I refer to all my traumas. It's the only time they are one. That is the difference between CPTSD and PTSD. PTSD, one traumatic incident that changes a person forever. CPTSD (the C standing for complex) is when a series or multiple traumatic events change a person's life and even personality.)