Sometimes my visions are distant and vague. Down at the base of the mountain. Once in a while I am weak and afraid. Tired and sick of it all. . I don't believe that my story is set.
It was just another night. She held me in. Her arms so tight. We were dreaming with the. Stars in our eyes. But I never realized. . Like The wild in a cage.
launch the silver spear. the world will cry a tear. in the heavens will appear. another angel. hear the elders cry. waiting for their time. as they look towards the heavens.
launch the silver spear. the world will cry a tear. in the heavens will appear. another angel. hear the elders cry. waiting for their time. as they look towards the heavens.
His own war. It an aerial assault. It's the war of the bird. Strapped to his forearm. Awaiting flight,. He's blind as the night. Set his mask free. Piercing eyes point towards the sea.