Apr 20, 2006 21:58
Enter Lewd With a Silent Queue
In early years, something bent the fold and shattered the shadowed phase of time into existence, a season of spring to come. Here is earth and there is dark. Everything is perfect, everything created and everything undone. Bang; the likes of sin in these once perfect, but never overlooked by the One who loves them most, back to this idea of beauty and everything undone.
I pretended for a while, a long while. I'm waiting here in line. Silence is the game we play. Am I getting through to you?
Time has passed, and so has a lot of things and all that I find is vague. In between it all, it's gonna be a season of dark this year. In this time, let us be passionate in our pursuit of Truth. Absence of light means that dark is alive and everything's undone.
That's lyrics right there.
Every word slaps me right in the face.
I've gotta keep straight in my path with Him.
Astoria Arms.