Iconic Door to Peace my souls Final Feast A True Awakening: Chronicle 22

The Iconic Door to Peace, my Souls Final Feast, A true Awakening; Chronicle 22. A technicality to rectify a task from the past arose. It was to bring forth peace, torn at every trace an insightful memory; I was to replace a line up, for a belting. For what the corrupt did, just to speed up the process; was priceless.
It was a lesson lived, a lesson learnt, hit way to early. For the corrupt were returning for a repeat. This time around, I was on the other end praising the Lord; denying them access again. Deleting and delaying, had me energised. I had a chance to release and feed off that feast.
A trip down memory lane, gave me a chance to feed off the unjust; in advance. Where I get to play it my way. Making sure this time around, they get punished along the way. No chance in hell, I give in nor give them a chance to win. Time to prove my innocence; and come out the other end free again.
No malice, to that woe, that failed me then. For I was torn in more than one direction, just so the corrupt can get my attention. I was following up on a mission, a decision I wish not to take. I was not going to waste another day, preventing them from returning to press replay; because of foul play.
Here I go again, pushing forward pausing an effect and pressing replay; just so I can ressurect.