In the house The walls are filled with stark reminders Stains of glories old Aspirations die Blown away like dust They settled for too long Through the
Elation, sanctuary instilled in me The words ring true Spoken wise they lead me Write my obituary Fears grip won't keep me in It's thrown my life the
How can we search for the meaning of life when death comes at a price for us all The fact we exist for the right to be free but at the end and the start
Infinity is nothing In the garden of the dead The hand of doom put under Six feet of earth And a coffin for bed Dead bodies walking We don't know why
"The Great Work now, as we move into a new millennium, is to carry out the transition from a period of human devastation of the Earth to a period when
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Adversity embraces me In a world of cruel device In my mind I'm so frustrated I can't get no respite People smile then cut me down The moment my back
Especially to blame for The damage that's been done Intent to wage war upon Mankind all creation It just needs to be done You must stand to fall Work
Tonight follow the way that the black sky leads Villains, lustful the thirst of the night When we become something else Prowl ground leave not a trace
Never I thought my journey to be The riding of waves upon this cruel sea Titan awakes, in my mind evolves From shanty of seadog and stories of old Black
