Silent empire ii
Silent Empire
The wicked unclean
we despise the name
of those we crush
we select beings
who deceive
and yet, speak for us
These mirrors
reflect the truth
what we’ve done
no one else to blame
except, all of us
O the tragedy
as we try to breathe
in a world
we set afire
call it the enemy
all so you can sleep
in a world of
a silent empire
In a world of
a silent empire
Let it be for our desire
The price, your worth
image claims the ground
the cornerstone
we try; defect
on the edge concede
and we take the loss
We claw for peace
ignore the simple loves
create a cost for dreams
let fear decide
for us
No light, no light
there’s no light
where the silence grows
Wasteland
I can see
my own penance deems
a lane to perdition, i seek
I seek another way home
for all that i’ve done
can’t resist what I’ve witnessed
breathe
realize I’ve been given a means
to fight until the daybreak
until I fall
Carry on, please lead me to something
as I pass by the destruction
a wasteland
the weight of all I am
though my failures follow injustice
though all these crimes call for judgement
a wasteland
the weight I bear; I can
Scars of twisted ambition seek
a need for conviction and peace
a long to rise again
upon this wasteland
can’t deny my addiction; disease
admit to my weakness
retreat; no long a way home
for a rider of storms
As the sun lights the day
and my body’s laid to rest
in peace I can proclaim
that I fought to the death
and waged war
Waged war
Coat of Arms
I hear the news about your cause
you threaten love to fuel the heart
bound to rest in your coat of arms
You storm the night like a castle wall
what you find inside, it is what you fought
if truth is hope, then hopes the cost
It’s not the end of light, though hate resides
upon in the heart of man
Though she is killed by shame, her beauty stays
holding a heart in need of grace, it’s not the end
Those who rise among the few
who seek a course that love is true
if you stand and rise they cannot refuse
So storm the streets with compassion’s rage
you cannot stop, what you cannot break
when facing Kings of a royal claim
It’s not the end
I’ll take you back
It’s not the end
to save her life
God’s Acre
“Here lies a victim, broken and cold”
This stone read to passers-by
I laid and wondered
what could be done
so, I crumbled it to dust
Peace flows through the veins
for the first time
sweet relief for I am beautifully ‘I’
Wonderfully made to rise
Shall I awake, where torn I became
The depths I was made
Where I found my name
The echos of valleys
only destruct
telling me that all is damned
no matter what I’ve found
That absolute power only corrupts
Then how did I make it here with love?
Bright, becomes the memories
where I used to crawl
I’ve wandered and bled the path
to where I’ve been
for I have lost and yet I am
Into the darkest corners
I carry my oath
to shatter to pieces a great unknown
Shall I awake where I found my name
I believe the endless night brought upon
the storms that surround me
I chose to hold under fallen skies
shed my skin so I could live
and I can say it’s
through this torment
I found where darkness goes to die
Here I learned to feel the earth
and take in the air that allowed me
to breath in the true breath of life
Here am I
Here am I