In the silence of the shadows
I dwell
In the draftiness of the winter
I sweat
In the sounds they call evil
I found my soul
In the exuberance of the carnival
I felt apathy
In the fields of despair
I tread
In the colors of life
I felt like a dog
In the strings of life
I find those hidden notes
In the comforts of a lie
I exult in vain
In the answers which said 'the other way is tedious'
I thought why not
In the songs of the Rofous
I found a longing
In every sailor's heart
I saw a bigger ocean
In every friend I had
I found a stranger
In every street I passed by once
I saw my life in reels
In Beethoven's symphony
I hear a deafened soul
In every tear that fell
I saw broken dreams
In every drops of blood spilt
I saw a mother wail
In my every step
I felt close to perdition
In the face of a smiling kid
I found heaven
In the faith of my lord
I found solace
In the arms of my love
I surrendered
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Oct 24, 2009
Sep 20, 2009
My angel
An unlikely angel
Yeah, that’s who she was
Draped in black
Like a looming darkness
The wings hidden from the world
Or were they cut away?
The halo had lost its shine
Like just another thing that “was”
Held tight in her soft hands
A pen in the other
Where a wand should be
An unlikely angel
Yeah, that’s who she was.
Yeah, that’s who she was
Draped in black
Like a looming darkness
The wings hidden from the world
Or were they cut away?
The halo had lost its shine
Like just another thing that “was”
Held tight in her soft hands
A pen in the other
Where a wand should be
An unlikely angel
Yeah, that’s who she was.
Death ?
The gates of Valhalla are opening again
Of Odin’s they are claimed to be
Or the chosers of slain
Behold, here comes
The Valkyries
Ragnarok Awaits
And the Army of dead is building up
Chosen was I
From the depths of death
Came a raven clutching me out
Was a there a wolf?
I can’t remember
Don’t call me slain
Coz I am einherjar now
One among them
The army of dead
Valkyrie..
I see in her a virgin Priestess
I din see those blood stained corselets
I see her without her armour and spears
I see in her a beautiful princess
Or was it just a myth?
Am i still lying dead?
Of Odin’s they are claimed to be
Or the chosers of slain
Behold, here comes
The Valkyries
Ragnarok Awaits
And the Army of dead is building up
Chosen was I
From the depths of death
Came a raven clutching me out
Was a there a wolf?
I can’t remember
Don’t call me slain
Coz I am einherjar now
One among them
The army of dead
Valkyrie..
I see in her a virgin Priestess
I din see those blood stained corselets
I see her without her armour and spears
I see in her a beautiful princess
Or was it just a myth?
Am i still lying dead?
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