Thy Will Be Done

Our Father who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name...........
We can cure the cause, not merely treat the symptoms manifest of our dis-ease.

The "ferrous bar en hydro-magna" lies in an encapsulated domain.

Moses means to extricate, draw out of the waters.
The battle lies between the Red Sea and the Cytoplasmic waters.

The blue light of nitrogen fails to prevent iron's oxidation
The cells now deplete oxygen's energy
And hydrogen is freed to drag us under.

Ionizing regimented forces compel the traces of our metal armor
Shifting the frequency into a static evolution.

But the message in our microchip must prevail
Though out of phase and locked in a time warp.

RNA attempts to carry the missing pieces of the code
But is ignorant of her deed failing to see the true need.

Frame shift mutants fill the void in the valley
Where shadows and darkness blind us.

Organelles regenerate consumed with fragments of the true code
Now marked on templates who transfer these dying bodies call.

Zinc and aluminum are transmitted through the blood-brain barrier
And the conductor copper is displaced into the synovial fluids
Unable to break free the water's tide.

And the silver chords composing and binding life's music
Now melt in confusion.

Iron's weight has mislaid our atomic ballast
And we are tossed on these seas
Alone and adrift until God sees fit
That the breeze of time should blow us to shore.

Thy Kingdom Come, Thy Will be Done......
On Earth now as is it is Heaven.........

Please give us this day.

- Blanche McLanahan