Sunday, April 17, 2005

Change of tides?



Wrath and furry
in a heavy blow
devine messenger
a turnover
change the tides
let me sail away
from this grand
unholy playground

In Flames

Flames of time
licking the present
cycling, dancing,
a thrilling suspence
a motion, as if trying
to escape from the core

Soul like form
seen
but untouchable
life in vision...



A syrine of pyre
calling, beckoning
a child of light and darkness
the gift of Prometheus

"Come stranger
jump inside
feel the hot embrace
feel the light and the darkness
You are forelorn"

I rise from my ashes
I am Phoenix
reborn time and time again