The father will lift when it becomes to dark. Title: Revived

I was walking when I seen a man down
I was the first person site
So there was no one else around
Then I realized that it was me lying on the ground
I could feel my spirit lifting from my body
Slowly as my eyes started to roll in the back of me
My spirit was streaming but no one could hear it
My body was turning cold on the pavement
Searching for strength
Trying to regain consciousnesses
And escape this death clinch
My soul and spirit became the medic
As I had began to rise again
The pupils started to return to my eyes again
And I was no longer turning pale
I got a glance at hell
©Adrian Ware