And if plunge into the past, you will surely see
What horrifying death awaits for thee
Thousands of tales and speak of pain
Uncounted screams, and tortured limbs
Engulfed by the fire or frozen yet living
Hungry, diseased, or murdered in your linen!
Now think how fortunate you will be
To just wither away and never be
Unveil the curtain of sanity...

Eyes gaze as the future unfolds
To horizons, no foot set at their dawn
Whence came this fear of dying that stole all our strength?

When elders speak of broken trees
They planet the seeds for forthcoming wind

The forces and rhythms of war
Flesh dying, a separation of souls
Their eyes gaze to a future foreseen
To horizons, no foot set at their dawn

i played for thou tunes, and sang at the choir
Circled thru and fro, voices coarse and sore
Woth no lips, and no strings
No pawns, and no kings
Wisdom heard never before

Immersed in blight, in horror, I've set foot in thou mind
You let me in and i closed shut the door and I reaped you apart!

No future could suffice
For what I am here to explore
When chaos reigns I shall stride through that door
To claim all those dearest, thou shed tears upon and adore
Forlorn, and shriveled
(they'll be), to the furance them all

And you invoked me before
From the midwife's role until the burier's toll
My presence grows within you all
A drawing not for all to see
You cannot resist it yet you are bound to the part I've weaved for thee
And you, you invoked me before
Hint of a doubt, turns swiftly to gore
You cannot resist it yet you are bound to the part I've weaved for thee

Till time comed and you will recall
This body you wore
Countless eons ago
To flee from one battle
Thus loosing the war...

A story about a story told before...
Questioins to answer and no ansers to a question asked before

What advantage does a man have as he labors all his life under the sun ?
As the wind lashes and time evades
Forth comes the wind circles and goes forth back again...
To nurse or planet an orchid only to remain with seeds again to bult, and harvest thin air...
Carried away by spirits carried away...
Perennial pain, night tears, rain and the sun in her place again
Places unknown to man, and man who dont know their place
Carried away by the spirits, carried away...

The dead son of the dead
No memories of the first and the last leaves no memory
The wise is buried aside the fool
A generation comes and withers away and the land forever standing

The end is set, and so is the beginning
Rather die as a lion, then live as a dog
Rather go with a blast, and then fade to the fog
To dream all night long, and awake at a bog
Evil feeds on good, who breeds evil again

Saw the dance insane
Saw slaves on horses (and lords on foot)
Riches turn to hay
Minds and bone decay
I saw flesh burning!
The mortal coil-rendered into ash
Oh all statues stoic, but hide a brutal demise
The days of long since past... and old I have become
All that was promised has turned to dust
Hymns and prayers have come to pass
Subdued and addicted, so perplexed, alas!
And man within the mind's corridors-lost

Saw the sounds and heard the sights
I've seen the sounds, and I've heard the sights

Nothing matters but myriad moments of grace...

The hours filled with a glowing light
Now seem a distant sight
As i wallow in the somber grounds of truth
The eyes are cloaked by the void within
A rough terrain reveals
And a mere glance is enough
The air itself contaminated with sadness
Sharp shapes and threatening with sadness
...all around.. ..the wrecks of passion and desire

Oh on wings of fire
And steeds of steel
Come salvation
Harmony divine!
Whatever price it my ask from me
No matter what the cost should be

It is the key to unleash my entity
Obliterating the snares before me

Restored to earth oh so it seems
A dreamer in a nightmare!
A star follow star and all are dim
Piercing a thousand holes in my soul...

Fierce beams struck my brow
The soul of Nature sprang elate
And mine sank sad and low!

My loyal archer hate
Volunteered to use his bow!

Hope indeed appeared
And brought dew instead of tears
Here a parth revealed
But it is me, left here, to struggle through the night...

Wisdom weaved a web and there it carefully laid salvation and sacrifice