Turned by rage


Turned by rage

Like sun grows from the night
In crazy blizzards far above
The darkness fades in tears of trust
I dream of life in fading dust
No fear can ever be the same
Yet love it still remains
In hights of old awaken gods
My soul is what refrains
The truth of painless life
It creates the prison for my self
No mind can ever be the same
Once hit by arrows of despair
And so I die and i dissolve
In sorrow great yet not the same
Bespoken thoughts of missing child
And broken horns of evil soul
To be the greatest of them all
And find the meaning of the soul
I travel each and every stone
Not turned by rage and sadness afterall