Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Three-Fold

I.
Look over beyond what the pale mystic skies show clear
To find a purposeful knowledge, wisdom we forever impart. Near
The catacomb’s shadows and the dungeon’s darkness. Hear
With a heartfelt bitterness. Hate raging, embracing fear.

II.
Look beyond the mystic show
To a knowledge we impart
The shadows, the darkness
With heartfelt hate embracing

Over what pale skies clear
Find purposeful wisdom forever near
Catacombs and dungeons hear
A bitterness, raging fear.

III.
Look beyond the mystic show
Over what pale skies clear
To a knowledge we impart
Find purposeful wisdom forever near

The shadows, the darkness
Catacombs and dungeons hear
With heartfelt hate embracing
A bitterness, raging fear.

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Monday, August 11, 2008

Once

A man was born today, not far
From where the world began to spin
Upon a pole, this axis turned
And brought about yesterday.
Tomorrow comes chasing after
But between the mist there lies a land
That we once knew
That we once knew.

Blue skies crash and waves foam
Over hills where once we stood
And watched the passion of the wind
Make patterns on dew-stained grass
This latter method would surpass
Everything we ever believed
That we once knew
That we once knew.

Under heaven's banner, folded
Amid the ruins of our blunders
Lay the foundation of our redemption
If only a breath of it remained
This realization of what it cost
Was dismissed as the old tradition
That we once knew
That we once knew.

Now we search blindly for what
We never should have owned
And therefore never should have lost.
It is too late for some
But not for all, not yet
For some of us still remember
That we once knew
That we once knew.

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