Ropes of rain dripping from the sky,dropping a new recipe into the ripples of your time,into the ripples of your destiny Ropes you will have to work to climb up,and out of dire straights Redoing you,renewing you Rerouting your destinies roads, that before grace grabbed you by the hand, and said hold on ,were leading to the darkest doom Mowing down,and moving away your history of mischief The Potter mastering the future that will be laid out before you, despite past misfortune Salve for your blindness,a sacrifice saving forsaken souls, serving you up to salvation