thank you

thank you all

Thank you

Falling, falling lives entwined are ever cold and dying on the vine,
for grey and ashen skies fill with souls lost forever in mortal worlds.
Hold the heart in sorrows hand and beat a steady drum upon the
wind of time that breaks the life, cold and dying on the vine.
Look to the past o ' weak and torn, the craven fall to winters endless
grasp and cherish those up high who sit and wait for the given
sign of countless lives cold and dying on the vine.
Look to where the sun does set and shed the tears of hope and pride
whose bitter memories fill my mind with longing for the end of time
to take my life cold and dying on the vine.

O’ what serves in a whirlwind,
That which doth holds us near?
To be a light, served inside the hallowed ground,
What durance deals us steep or deep?
What comfort serves us in our sleep?
To be a light, bright and fills lost souls with sure delight,
Hidden in this darkest of all dark nights.

Asleep inside myself so weary
Craven soul alive to hide
The inner depth comes crawling
Down the ever deep and endless slide
To feel the darkness growing steely.

Resolve to find the greater lie
That is unbounded so they say
And live and fight the deadly tide
Of night and day, side by side
To let it flow and slowly die.

And even though we fade away
And death will take its clammy grasp
And drag you down to whence it came
The mortal coil, the last gasp
The silence dwells another day.

Must we sail this river of salvation or is there more? disclaiming essence
dissipates the flow, I will not follow as you walk blindly into this river
and drown in your own life fluid. Our time is but short, for we have not
eons, mother’s wheel's turn slower, the embers no longer burn as bright.
I kiss the feeble ground and awake to its every prominence. The horizon
reveals to me alone a vast shadow, a storm of blackness, a prophesised
deity here to lure us unto eternal damnation or fulfilment and bliss. A
last breath of foul air and a taste of life's never ending bitterness, I embrace the burning wind with open arms and turn my back, I now roam free of
mind and will, I shed not one glistening tear but pity you blind faith for
it will crush you.

The open road, like a blue horizon
And you can see for miles
The shadow beneath your smiles
Never known the truth to enlighten

So we could submerge right here
And we should bring our hearts there
Together, forever we sit and stare
Our lives as one, love adhere

The top of the white trees, fallen
Would mean nothing to us now
On a soulside journey, how
To be absorbed, I cry craven

The earth speaks, remember the past
Keep it softly deep inside
Emerge anew those who died
Nor the silent whispers from the souls of glass.

Dreams of dreams inside my head
to fill a life or die instead
to give the ground, to walk alone
or find a tranquil piece of home
to rake a smile or baleful glee
to grind the dust of tyranny
to halt the pass of times renown
to enter into the darkest down
to break the solace of lonely hearts
to find where true love really starts.

Beautiful