death Sometimes the insignificant things of life become essential Sometimes the gleams in the dark of life that give the strength to go on... In my mind the game becomes reality
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On the seven seas, a lot of ships Brave against the unknown Face the horizon line As the old boatswain Storm and flat calm, the stars that guide The
miss your today You've got only yesterday Spending years with no goal Human box, with no soul Men are wasting their life's time Makes 'em change into
no prison for you there is no prison Only your womb of silence and peace can seed and caress the child in the heart of the man Only you can change all
Thunders and lightning all over the land The sword is tightly held in the hand The sight grew dim, the fog is strong So far away sounds a horn Chill
I remember the face of my father, my eyes lost in his smile I remember painted emotions on his face They just grazed to the years... The laughing and
The sulphur's smell Creatures of the absurd, lost in mazes absurds a thousand bodies a thousand free souls Heaven on earth Holy land to castaways Created
Reach the truth In the deep of your soul Where the reality is not allowed to enter You're tired Trying to build your destiny Sunken into things That