The wind has wrenched all hands away And ripped and torn the sail But the sea grows somewhat calmer As storms ply against the hull Still I hope that
It's getting difficult Each moment here alone And it's getting dark outside And stranger here without you But I see a firefly Glowing in the summer sky
(rise Akhetaten) I made the monument by his hand a drifting sun in a foreign land ATEN-RA, ANKH-IS-RA IS-RA, IS-RA, ISRAEL Angel of the One his
The sounds of yesterday still echo in my head Distant conflicts unresolved We were young once, and in love "Nothing was more real" More real to me Fools
I have made life and experience from the imaginations of youth I have slept a million nights below the darkness of silence I am the incarnation of your
Stand behind me and above me with voices plaguing my deepest thoughts And the visions they keep coming I keep hearing my angel fall in a dream
(Ka): God is silent, only eyes from where I stand Sunday's eclipse the monumental scale of man Life leaves us parentless in a world I do not love
If your very, very quiet and do not make a sound I'll share a little secret that seems a bit profound Each thought that is imagined gains life its
These mortal thoughts They bind me up They shackle me And drag me down I can't escape I'm cut too deep Left hanging here In misery Chains of
dreams lie shattered shards endure now the wraiths her mind possess like shells of precious flowers dried out and hung with love making eyes into frozen
Drag down - feel this fatal heart beat So deep - like the pound, pound, pounding industry Cry out - I heard you slowly waking Drowned out and slowly
he cast you to this isolation without the spark that made life real nothing lost before the mourning nothing moves and nothing feels your distant eyes
Hear the voice of the unremembered heart Hear the silence between each word Black and white divided grays that cut between us Filled with broken shards
It was many and many a year ago In a kingdom by the sea That a maiden there lived, whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee And this maiden, she
I see my black heart Black heart and a hammer Come and sing to me Black heart and a hammer Come and dance for me Standing where she lay Dancing
I don't understand why this is happening despite all of it all I still believe maybe its all in my head I just need a quiet place where i can think
Sorrow sings her kisses in silence and adjusts the blinds to keep the light from mocking everything I feel She dances slowly a silhouette upon the
Sleeping moments giving birth To a world of my own invention Doubt is a cast, and what's real Mixes with imatination My imatination Each vision, each
