For those who live in these times the story has long been lost among the ruins of humanity
The cost of truth has long been forgotten within the tangles of today's clarity
Yet now with great woe it shall once again be reawakened
The seeds that were sown shall recognize their makers
And all the lands shall see, for never have the people been more lost than they remain today
Chains of thought slice through bone
She carries on never known, to those roaming with decent intentions
Whipped by one, beaten by many, the sky is an ocean and she is drowning
Slowly, the wheels turn grounding away the very essence of life
She srtuggles in vain, the destination closer, within her master's sight
Time is a weight and she stands above all life
All she knows screams and pleads, the words lost in the winds of enslavement
Her hands raised to the setting light
The oncoming night
To her back tells of the future to be beheld
The words flow from her tainted lips
Crashes
Thunder coming from her heart
Screaming she falls, stalls, then stands
The laughter pounds through her head
Through the fire's haze, through the burning land
She can see the truth, everything dying by her hand
The village in ruins, the fire spread
The fire of hatred
She falls to her knees knowing all the lies
On the ground she cries, her tears watering the ruined land
Her master, the one, sun of the void, the ruling man
Her silent plea goes unheard, just as those of the forsaken
For she knows what once was shall never again be
From her shackles she is set free, only to be bound yet again by the truth she now knows
Roaming the land, watering the trees with her tears
Forever held captive by the master of all fears
Within the night yet another lost specter
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wow, i like this very, very descriptive. I like the part when you said watering her trees with her tears. It was very good. I love it. :imu:
QUOTE (Leahandra @ May 28 2004, 05:25 PM)
For those who live in these times the story has long been lost among the ruins of humanity
The cost of truth has long been forgotten within the tangles of today's clarity
Yet now with great woe it shall once again be reawakened
The seeds that were sown shall recognize their makers
And all the lands shall see, for never have the people been more lost than they remain today
Chains of thought slice through bone
She carries on never known, to those roaming with decent intentions
Whipped by one, beaten by many, the sky is an ocean and she is drowning
Slowly, the wheels turn grounding away the very essence of life
She srtuggles in vain, the destination closer, within her master's sight
Time is a weight and she stands above all life
All she knows screams and pleads, the words lost in the winds of enslavement
Her hands raised to the setting light
The oncoming night
To her back tells of the future to be beheld
The words flow from her tainted lips
Crashes
Thunder coming from her heart
Screaming she falls, stalls, then stands
The laughter pounds through her head
Through the fire's haze, through the burning land
She can see the truth, everything dying by her hand
The village in ruins, the fire spread
The fire of hatred
She falls to her knees knowing all the lies
On the ground she cries, her tears watering the ruined land
Her master, the one, sun of the void, the ruling man
Her silent plea goes unheard, just as those of the forsaken
For she knows what once was shall never again be
From her shackles she is set free, only to be bound yet again by the truth she now knows
Roaming the land, watering the trees with her tears
Forever held captive by the master of all fears
Within the night yet another lost specter
The cost of truth has long been forgotten within the tangles of today's clarity
Yet now with great woe it shall once again be reawakened
The seeds that were sown shall recognize their makers
And all the lands shall see, for never have the people been more lost than they remain today
Chains of thought slice through bone
She carries on never known, to those roaming with decent intentions
Whipped by one, beaten by many, the sky is an ocean and she is drowning
Slowly, the wheels turn grounding away the very essence of life
She srtuggles in vain, the destination closer, within her master's sight
Time is a weight and she stands above all life
All she knows screams and pleads, the words lost in the winds of enslavement
Her hands raised to the setting light
The oncoming night
To her back tells of the future to be beheld
The words flow from her tainted lips
Crashes
Thunder coming from her heart
Screaming she falls, stalls, then stands
The laughter pounds through her head
Through the fire's haze, through the burning land
She can see the truth, everything dying by her hand
The village in ruins, the fire spread
The fire of hatred
She falls to her knees knowing all the lies
On the ground she cries, her tears watering the ruined land
Her master, the one, sun of the void, the ruling man
Her silent plea goes unheard, just as those of the forsaken
For she knows what once was shall never again be
From her shackles she is set free, only to be bound yet again by the truth she now knows
Roaming the land, watering the trees with her tears
Forever held captive by the master of all fears
Within the night yet another lost specter
Hello I'm new to this thing. . . it seems you are too. Welcome. hmmm I love its really good specially the part where it said the sky is an ocean an she's drowning slowly. . . it is way rad. . .
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