The Eye is Gone
The tempest is calming, the eye's far gone
Time heals, mending.. through the unity of One.
The valley grows deeper, but not the glowing of the sun
Edged cliffs fall lower, but in absence of fear, come.
The eye is far gone, the eye is forgone,
but, bear in mind, the deceitful one
For here, lies present, the hurt, the young, the corrupted lung
So I keep my fists up:
one where my chin rests, the other in clearness of sight
As His son, am armed with light, right and might,
If he doth decide to attack, let him be, that manipulative one,
But I will stand my ground as always.
I dare not run.
Time heals, mending.. through the unity of One.
The valley grows deeper, but not the glowing of the sun
Edged cliffs fall lower, but in absence of fear, come.
The eye is far gone, the eye is forgone,
but, bear in mind, the deceitful one
For here, lies present, the hurt, the young, the corrupted lung
So I keep my fists up:
one where my chin rests, the other in clearness of sight
As His son, am armed with light, right and might,
If he doth decide to attack, let him be, that manipulative one,
But I will stand my ground as always.
I dare not run.