Fire through lands
Of cold barren ice
The soul that fights his way through the cold
Only to find a fire waiting
Then the comfort of a short soothing fire
Then out to the scarlet horizon
That still swept with stars
Pull a lone soul out into
A timeless abyss
And everyone that witnesses
The cold bleak demise
Of one rambling soul
But now as the cold sands of time
Rip out all fair and all fowl
From conscious thought
Begin to turn again
But as balance concedes it
Everything must be the same
But different,


Now slowly as air sweeps upon
A warrior clad in only but his soul
Who seeks out vengeance by the tip of his sword
He who stands out upon the hill of his demise
Dark figures come sprawling out of darker depths
And lights of fire
Burn across the field
Setting it ablaze through mind and body
And as fire comes to approach the hill
The winter would be the only savior
As the warmth had killed all life,

Now a man stands between
Light and dark,
Fire and Ice,
Embracing the fates as the same
Although they wear different guises.
 
 

I sat alone in the breeze
The whistle of the wind in my ear
Thick haze before me
The wind setting upon whispers
Every breeze that stirred
Movement among the fog
A spirit of the past
Set here before me
To huant me
But memories they are
Like a doll abandoned
From her old master's smile
That is nothing now
For all cannot stay
And every day must dawn
And inevitably fall
For that is the way of things
And twilight eternal
May stop the breaking dawn
Although dawn must break
For life to go on
And therefore for new beging...
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