Duck
07-08-2005, 10:13 AM
I accept my fate; my destiny long sealed
I feel no need for cover, no reason to shield
Instead I walk out into a grassy field
not a soul for miles I sink into nowhere
I see a beautiful flower and lay near
I turn my head to the heavens and I stare
Clouds float on by
Slowly lingering through the sky
The image is mirrored in my eye
Suddenly the image is torn
Replaced by one newly born
And my eyes are scorn
The new image, an image of light
Peeking through the sun is so bright
Overcome, my eyes ignite
However, no fiery ray
Shall disturb my lay
The image in my eye does stay
And the whole time behind
Chaotic horror fills my mind
All kinds of terrors intertwined
Visions of extreme pain
Families being slain
Molten lava mocks pouring rain
Then I see a severed head
Somehow it is not the slightest bit dead
I will never forget what it said
It told me of fire
My inner burning desire
That head must have, no could not be a liar
The fact that I will never truely know
Is my greatest rival, most formidable foe
But the fight must be let go
Eternally ill
The thoughts are storms never still
So all I can do is wait until...
Wait 'till I run out of breath
No peace, no rest
Until my death
I feel no need for cover, no reason to shield
Instead I walk out into a grassy field
not a soul for miles I sink into nowhere
I see a beautiful flower and lay near
I turn my head to the heavens and I stare
Clouds float on by
Slowly lingering through the sky
The image is mirrored in my eye
Suddenly the image is torn
Replaced by one newly born
And my eyes are scorn
The new image, an image of light
Peeking through the sun is so bright
Overcome, my eyes ignite
However, no fiery ray
Shall disturb my lay
The image in my eye does stay
And the whole time behind
Chaotic horror fills my mind
All kinds of terrors intertwined
Visions of extreme pain
Families being slain
Molten lava mocks pouring rain
Then I see a severed head
Somehow it is not the slightest bit dead
I will never forget what it said
It told me of fire
My inner burning desire
That head must have, no could not be a liar
The fact that I will never truely know
Is my greatest rival, most formidable foe
But the fight must be let go
Eternally ill
The thoughts are storms never still
So all I can do is wait until...
Wait 'till I run out of breath
No peace, no rest
Until my death