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Eye of the Storm
the trials you now are facing
they are not greater than your will
for there is nothing under heaven
you cannot overcome
see the door that lies before you
and know- this too shall pass
the confrontation of your fears
in strength drawn from the past
where the silent voices whisper
find the course- that is your own
and however great the obstacle
you will never be alone
for I have watched the path of angels
and I have heard the heavens roar
There is strife within the tempest
but calm in the eye of the storm.
in fragments of an instant
the chaos has returned
and all that was left to sentiment (emptiness)
beneath the banner burned
and as that voice was slow receded
into echoes, memory
my doubts were re-ignited
and fear awakened from its sleep
I believe in what I fight for
and I have paid for it with pain
i am here because my contributions
may help turn this fate away
and all who stood by and did nothing
who are they to Criticize?
the sacrifices of others-
our blood has bought their lives...
This is the moment of truth
at the point of no return-
place faith in your convictions
when boundaries begin to blur
There is no love untouched by hate
no unity without discord
there is no courage without fear
there is no peace without a war
there is no wisdom without regret
no admiration without scorn
there is strife within the tempest-
but calm in the eye of the storm...
The pages of our history
are written by the hand
with eyes and ears and prejudice
too far removed- to understand
and so the heroes of the ages past
are stripped of honesty- and love
to make them seem less noble
and hide what we can become
this is the moment of truth
at the point of no return
place faith in your convictions
as the boundaries begin to blur
There is no love untouched by hate
no unity without discord
there is no courage without fear
there is no peace without a war
there is no wisdom without regret
no admiration without scorn
there is strife within the tempest-
and calm in the eye of the storm...
There is no love untouched by hatred
no unity without discord
there is no courage without fear
there is no peace without a war
there is no wisdom without regret
no admiration without scorn
there is strife within the tempest-
but calm in the eye of the storm...
if you find the courage within you
to face the path ahead
it matters not the outcome
if what you will gain instead
is a heart deepened in the knowing
that experience carves the soul
and the very thing that empties you
shall surely make you whole
where the silent voices whisper
find the course that is your own
and however great the obstacle
you will never be alone
for I have watched the path of angels
and I have heard the heavens roar
there is strife within the tempest
but calm in the eye of the storm
Purgatory
I see you watching
looking back at me
these hellish eyes
they are not mine
I see the blood and saliva
dripping from your tongue
did the angel fall?
when was this monster born?
Why do I sit here
staring at this face?
these wings of mine
they have burned away!
these wings of mine
they have burned
Pygmalion's Dream
(Introduction)
The hand creates
and chiseled stone
rises from beneath the striking
hidden here below the fracture
the beautiful is corporal
the beautiful is real
I write these dreams
to make this world
something more
than hate and greed
I cast a vision
to change the tides
to give this world
what I have seen
find the face within the stone
The Cyphered dreams
of love enduring
no winds shall come
to move this stone...
for here I plant
my gift to you
a monument
within the mind
the stone is breathing
the heart is beating
and my soul is present
in every word...
Galatea lives
and she will love you
while angels comfort-
should you fall...
Eye of the Storm
the trials you now are facing
they are not greater than your will
for there is nothing under heaven
you cannot overcome
see the door that lies before you
and know- this too shall pass
the confrontation of your fears
in strength drawn from the past
where the silent voices whisper
find the course- that is your own
and however great the obstacle
you will never be alone
for I have watched the path of angels
and I have heard the heavens roar
There is strife within the tempest
but calm in the eye of the storm.
in fragments of an instant
the chaos has returned
and all that was left to sentiment (emptiness)
beneath the banner burned
and as that voice was slow receded
into echoes, memory
my doubts were re-ignited
and fear awakened from its sleep
I believe in what I fight for
and I have paid for it with pain
i am here because my contributions
may help turn this fate away
and all who stood by and did nothing
who are they to Criticize?
the sacrifices of others-
our blood has bought their lives...
This is the moment of truth
at the point of no return-
place faith in your convictions
when boundaries begin to blur
There is no love untouched by hate
no unity without discord
there is no courage without fear
there is no peace without a war
there is no wisdom without regret
no admiration without scorn
there is strife within the tempest-
but calm in the eye of the storm...
The pages of our history
are written by the hand
with eyes and ears and prejudice
too far removed- to understand
and so the heroes of the ages past
are stripped of honesty- and love
to make them seem less noble
and hide what we can become
this is the moment of truth
at the point of no return
place faith in your convictions
as the boundaries begin to blur
There is no love untouched by hate
no unity without discord
there is no courage without fear
there is no peace without a war
there is no wisdom without regret
no admiration without scorn
there is strife within the tempest-
and calm in the eye of the storm...
There is no love untouched by hatred
no unity without discord
there is no courage without fear
there is no peace without a war
there is no wisdom without regret
no admiration without scorn
there is strife within the tempest-
but calm in the eye of the storm...
if you find the courage within you
to face the path ahead
it matters not the outcome
if what you will gain instead
is a heart deepened in the knowing
that experience carves the soul
and the very thing that empties you
shall surely make you whole
where the silent voices whisper
find the course that is your own
and however great the obstacle
you will never be alone
for I have watched the path of angels
and I have heard the heavens roar
there is strife within the tempest
but calm in the eye of the storm
Purgatory
I see you watching
looking back at me
these hellish eyes
they are not mine
I see the blood and saliva
dripping from your tongue
did the angel fall?
when was this monster born?
Why do I sit here
staring at this face?
these wings of mine
they have burned away!
these wings of mine
they have burned
Pygmalion's Dream
(Introduction)
The hand creates
and chiseled stone
rises from beneath the striking
hidden here below the fracture
the beautiful is corporal
the beautiful is real
I write these dreams
to make this world
something more
than hate and greed
I cast a vision
to change the tides
to give this world
what I have seen
find the face within the stone
The Cyphered dreams
of love enduring
no winds shall come
to move this stone...
for here I plant
my gift to you
a monument
within the mind
the stone is breathing
the heart is beating
and my soul is present
in every word...
Galatea lives
and she will love you
while angels comfort-
should you fall...