beating (on and on)

can you hear it
it beats
the beating
never stops
never slows
it is
just is
and on and on
it goes and goes
there is no rhythm
changes and never stays
somehow remind me of us
our fate
the fall
and death
of our father...
the war is coming
the horse is coming
to the ever on and on beating
of a nameless drum
here it is, the beating heart
to the drum
that the angels carry
and they never put down
it beats
and starts
but never stops
and here it is, the beating of
the heart, the drum,
the garrison falls apart
to the sound of a nameless drum
that has no rhythm
it never stops to think
and how it keeps going
and never stops to stay
and here it goes again
on and on
goes and goes
on and on
without a calling, a purpose,
so different to that of which
the angels sing with mercy
and grace
and war
and peace
and death
and nothing at all
the demons are hiding in
the ever beating drum
even I can see that
on and on
here it comes
on and on.