I still feel the same and that's okay. I am not ashamed of loving you. if you don't love me anymore, I can move on. but I'll hold a place for you in my heart.
In the dawn of me, back at my spring of life. A mystic cry touched my soul. Just like a dream... a shine filled up it's sphere. My mind it was free and the secret's key was for me there.
Out of the sun, out of the night. Comes the morning light. Just another day breaks. Under the same sky. As the misty dawning fades away to its lair. Silence and peace fills the air.
What we could have had.. What we could have been is now gone, tossed away.. With my stil beating heart.. Please.. Slice my wrists.. There's no feeling left anymore..
In the dark night, see the ships on the sea. they are afraid of the coming storm. mankind lives on the flat land called earth. but they never think of the coming storm.
Creations contrast exploited to hate. Misleading account used to discriminate. Exposed in the assembly not concealed by deception. Viewing all humanity without distinction.
Not a mere perception, an acquaintance. Conscious of sin, access to repentance. Acquitted through faith by justification. God through Christ brings reconciliation.
Watching the tidals that wash to the shore - I never forget. Into these silent waves of all times - eternally. How long may this remain. Peace to the land.
Through, through these eyes i see. the world, we share it's destiny. . Beware, beware the greedy hands. that rapes our mother earth. speak up and make a stand.
Sometimes my life whirls around. the knowledge. that somehow it seems I'm lost. inside a maze. when i was seven, i needed someone. someone who'd understand.
I'm the master of sin. Can you hear me tailing within?. I'm the lord of your pain. All your calls for help are in vain. . I'll set your world on fire.
Out of darkness, you appear. Speechless figure,. filling me with fear. Eyes are burning bright with hale. I try to run hut it's loo late. . Is this my destiny?.
I'm captured by the sound of the tempest winds. And my demonvoice that dwells within. The ground I walk is sour. A spectrum shines so genuine. While the earthquake starts to devour.
We collapse, hands interlude. Cheek against cheek a pulse duet hums. Through our veins and I'm not sure why. And I continue. . When we start to embarrass each other.
To the author of this dream. I can't say I know all the answers. I'm short on so many things. But I know the choices we make will make us who we are. .
To the author of this dream. To the maker of these wings I will fly with tonight. Words fail to touch my thanks. They hold no weight and leave us cold.
I wanna know all about it. How I was wrong and you can't it. Even though you were the one. Who shopped in another bed. Bed of another man. Funny how the story goes.
Death's rain falls upon us I see the times' arrival at hand. In rows aligned we march now drawn from these careful plans. Starved in this militia we hunger now for the fight.