Creation Of Weapon
Reanimation My bodys a weapon now
Reincarnation My soul will carry on somehow
In the begining of time darkness was all I could see Clouding my judgement Haunting my sanity The pain that keeps spreading This really cant be me My eyes open to a world full of deception & lies My heart keeps pounding This is something I cannot deny A shell or husk running on empty I approach myself and become petrified
Reanimation My bodys a weapon now
Reincarnation My soul will carry on somehow
As time passes I learn to accept this place Running my fingers over this body Is this my one true face? I clench this fist and feel the blood rush of sudden chaos Inside I feel noone can truly save us I'm much more then human I relise I exceed them all Above average My inner sanctums being clawed For now I suppose my mind is leveled out But in time I fear this is my final bout.
Reanimation My bodys a weapon now
Reincarnation My soul will carry on somehow
Reanimation This I cannot allow.
Reincarnation My soul will carry on for now.
Unedited Version. Copyright June/06.
[Skill] · Mon Jun 26, 2006 @ 01:13am · 1 Comments |