Sky of War

June 23, 2009
Blood tinged skies
And faithful cries
Fill our mind with lies

What once was glistening
Now is gold
And how we grow old

Weary the soul
Feeble the mind
Crooked the crown it be

Corruption fought
New World Plot
Oh how I wish to be free

A constant war
A dazzling store for lack of peace
A morgue with more bodies to be seen

What once was sought
Is now fought
And how far away it seems

So mellow the stress
Live up to the test
And set your mind free

How it was
How it is
How it’s meant to be

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