WILL.

In this graveyard of pain, no bones rest here. These souls aren't free, I watched them bleed on their knees. The vision of man will not bound these shackles on me. Many have sacrificed their souls to save mine. I was born a thousand times. Many flee, and it is I who starves but the blood of life will always quench my thirst. This war has not yet ended, only abandon.

The Maker

Out of time, out of reach. I stumble upon a tree that grows in The Valley Of Death. Is this my imagination or a vision? How can we tell whats right when we force ourselves to only see the wrong? Tragic ways that make our stomachaches. He listens to us all, I've seen him listen to you as you close your eyes forcing yourself to go blind from the truth. Flames rise from my surroundings and sometimes most people can only see a miracle in which life grows under a wing.

Sons

The waking of faces. I will not be crowned King by a man with horns sticking out of his head. These trouble waters distilled with your silence, it was your music that sang in my heart. Now my heart bleeds with the serenity of your tears. You wept, and as you wept you knew the truth. We are humble enough and ignorant to not believe. That if ants can create a home, why can't man create a Heaven for our King? Its you I believe and the trustworthy of God. But I look around with fear in my eyes and see that I am alone, alone in a world with horns on peoples heads. Shed your grace, let me be with your angels. This place that we call home, is but a field of fire, but light always shines this way for us. He bleeds his grace on every one.

Abandon

LONG did I wait for the time to feel right. Patience gripping my whole soul tight. I thought I was dead, but didn't appreciate life. Sleeping was just a dream away, for my sins gave me a headache that would surely stay. This world is nothing but made of grains of sand. Chaos, faith and love are only expressions that will truly fill this void in my life. Which eventually in time surely teach me, how to LIVE.

Means

For miles and miles these armies surrounded us and what was fire is now the burden that ties us down. Make your peace with what passion you have left. You wanted faith but only found death, you wanted to wake but couldn't bare the stretch. These are the times when we decide whats right. I don't walk on roads of gold, only roads of glory. I savage the needs I have and in return I give back the treasures I find. This body I live in never really belonged to me. For when I die, I too must give this back. These legs were only made for walking. And I walk in search for something beautiful.

A Memory Of Discord

We were once angels, now we are human. We forgot that our dreams are the gateway to the understanding. Never fear the nightmares you once experience because they are just pathways through your blood veins. I was finally floating to where I had to be. Then a rush of anger tumbled upon me. "Every one dies." Its easier to think, then to be told. But I raised my hand to protect you. And you shut me out. I wished for a way to fill this empty cage, now all I see is sorrow swimming in the sea. As the sky began to fall, suddenly we realized we never existed. And I crumble, crumble with a handful of stars.