Post by jedi4jesus on Nov 17, 2003 23:26:01 GMT -5
the omniscient being canopying over my very thought,
lessons to be learned, ways to be taught,
walking over a shadow in a black rose,
i see the truth under my nose,
sitting in a winter dancing inside my pain,
as if satan were teasing me with his minimal bane,
a world shaded and twisting in grey,
heaven in color where the children laugh and lay,
a spark of hope without the devours of flesh,
a candle of hopeless earth and screaming mix and mesh,
the human realm is fading,
and hope that worldy pleasure is staying,
the devil yelling in my ear,
what pain may i cause this year?
smoke intervines realness in the mirror,
by the one they call lucifer,
yes that one faded of beauty, once the morningstar,
but things by his cause, going to war
believers fighting a epic struggle,
till the wrong slammed into a ashen puddle,
things we see only in the spiritual level
while the physical would only shrug and rebel,
deceived by demons force of darkness,
knowing god is our source of tenderness,
the blood shed by one giving us fuel for future,
others ignorant letting the heart linger,
an ardent link shared by those who trust
and live without the sake of brainwashed lust,
the end lying in his hand,
where paradise and home meant in a sacred land,
we know our true destination,
it dwells with new color and overwelming fascination,
we will faint of love and the one in true fatherhood
and happiness the only mood,
so hold on to your will
hes coming, yes he will
lessons to be learned, ways to be taught,
walking over a shadow in a black rose,
i see the truth under my nose,
sitting in a winter dancing inside my pain,
as if satan were teasing me with his minimal bane,
a world shaded and twisting in grey,
heaven in color where the children laugh and lay,
a spark of hope without the devours of flesh,
a candle of hopeless earth and screaming mix and mesh,
the human realm is fading,
and hope that worldy pleasure is staying,
the devil yelling in my ear,
what pain may i cause this year?
smoke intervines realness in the mirror,
by the one they call lucifer,
yes that one faded of beauty, once the morningstar,
but things by his cause, going to war
believers fighting a epic struggle,
till the wrong slammed into a ashen puddle,
things we see only in the spiritual level
while the physical would only shrug and rebel,
deceived by demons force of darkness,
knowing god is our source of tenderness,
the blood shed by one giving us fuel for future,
others ignorant letting the heart linger,
an ardent link shared by those who trust
and live without the sake of brainwashed lust,
the end lying in his hand,
where paradise and home meant in a sacred land,
we know our true destination,
it dwells with new color and overwelming fascination,
we will faint of love and the one in true fatherhood
and happiness the only mood,
so hold on to your will
hes coming, yes he will
