In between the limits of day
shadows transfer into an arch
they lift my thoughts from gloom to light
You see; the curse it sleeps
but when it awakens
demons will rise..
fearsome reptiles to control you
They will try to surrender you to your own
But pure energy can't be broken
..My spirit prays..
Impregnable soul who belonged
to the ones over this time
The ancestors of Atlantis will
always sing for me-
in order to survive this entombing dimension.
(Sound goes not from water..)
The earth is nothing more than an altar
on which behaviour is sacrificed to be witnessed
by the God's to decide;
Who will become drones..zombies..
living in corridors of mirrors
The shape of a desert tomb is shown to me
and silence echoes through my heart
Marble eyes weep real tears
inside the chamber of the Kings
Lucifer hands me a sword-
'You're now a Blue-walker'
The fugitive..given wings-
to escape the blind and become a warrior