Achlux

Come now Horus and give way to dawn.
Strike 5 AM where the line is drawn.
Fast-forwarding, we experience equally the runes active change
How can something so beautiful turn out so exotic and strange?

The bugs and doves have stopped flying around me
Replaced are they by raven and the beasts of Galilee
Off in the distance I set my gaze and make a final demand.
In the hopes of their will being delivered by blessed God's Hand.

Where I will trade the broad daylight and travel far in pox and ill.
Unbeknown that I am the very chosen one to invoke God's Will.
Will you be there to hold me through the dark?
Just like the prophet Moses and your Son before you?

My Lord do not be quick or hasty to forsaken me.
For in your blessed gift of nature I kneel blissfully
You gave me the gift of life and I shall use it
For my father, into your hands -- I commend my spirit.

Forget Everything and Remember

The rainfall struck against the floor
Cherry blossoms fell like none before
180 we see what we left behind
360 in realization we cannot rewind

Threads of velvet marked the spot
Wondrous deeds Peter only forgot
Simon asked the Messiah what was wrong
To the floor Jesus took 12 men strong

Unfinished are the deeds of friends today
Becoming the enemies locked in the fray
Close your eyes and think for the better
And forget -- forget everything and remember

Alteration

At the end of man where all things come true
I will be at the feet of the god worshiped by you
In my arms I bear questions about human life and mystery
Celebrating at the feast quoting the end of history

It is a peaceful land in the sky
Senses tingle in loss of the question 'why.'
The angelic chorus echoes softly in our ears
Ending regression, replacing malice with cheers.

Wondrous glory rests around us in every wall
Attributed by the majestic presence I now draw
This land exists somewhere out there in the land
Remaining now is for the gods to somehow meet this very demand.

Struggle

While vapors of hope all weigh thin
Whoring fiends hide corruption within.
Solidifying ice are labors of yesterday.
Personified into breakers in every way.

The wind flows blocked by existence
Here we stand as its singular resistance
The wind is but a faint reminder and tribute
The momentary lapse over the peace we refute.

Tongues of fire seek oxygen for vengeance
The scraps of old are cast on its benevolence

I have seen them.

Bits and pieces of unsold scripts thrown
Some things humanity will never have known
In a fit of rage King David would only hope to agree
But fear not my friends for I am you and you are me.

Arrival

I'll be there when the grass grows tall and green once again
I'll be there for the time we only have to count to ten
I'll be there at the bottom when we are united as one
I'll be there after humanity realizes the harm its done

I'll be there counting the days up to infinity
I'll be there standing at the death of impunity
I'll be there questioning why peace came now and not before
I'll be there whispering the glorious secrets of evermore

I'll be there to see the blaze of the morning sun
I'll be there dancing in the moonlight having fun
I'll be there standing on the very peaks of mountains high
I'll be there at the very sound of the Raven's cry

I'll be there following the people who leave and never return
I'll be there spreading the knowledge of the wise so you learn
I'll be there to extinguish all the fiery embers of spites and fears
I'll be there holding you close and softly brushing away your tears

Small Words

Of times where sticks and stones were no instruments of the fowler.
When they were merely offerings shown to bring pain upon another.
When I bend backwards in bitter reprieve,
it is the truth of living that I achieve.

Where bitter rivals return for white hot revenge on behind days.
For when they turn to me in strange lands where I meet their gaze.
Will you, my friends, family, and allies be there by my side?
For strict rules and laws which we should all abide?

When serenity is lost and all things nutritious to the mind break free.
Who will be there to comfort me?
By what mandate does the serpent roam in search of thee?
Tell me Adam, and tell me now... will you eat the fruit from that forbidden tree?

Phase IV

In this wake of mid-dusk, I find myself
assuming the dying breath at the spire of this.
Cheerio, silhouette of the assassin free,
death to you and death to me.

St. Jude's echoes fall on deaf ears,
ears long since severed by he.
Freedom fighters assume the worst
while here I dance in the face of the moon's pale grin

Lateral distance for the actions' angles
Purifying devils, tainting angels.
Returning to the twilight, a place with no sight
A place where balance prevails over all.

Senseless actions for senseless purpose
Blinded by the flash of a serenade's whisper
The blood of a siren is thicker than human flesh
Spattered over the test of man.