(A State of Temporary Madness)
My heart sings in songs of doubts
Asking questions in gypsy tongues
In spinning turns do my thoughts sing
As i ask me questions that Heaven says i do not seek.
The day i was born, She came in Silken Drapes
An Elegant Night Protruding all the Stars
A Star had been born, as Wise Men rejoiced
Making Herod s fall and beckon to the Sun
In seeking sights Witches flew up to the Sky
Gazing at Stars to read my Destiny s style
The great has been born,
The Fulfillment of the Prophecy begun
Shall we then wait till dawn?
To kill all of the First Born.
Days kept calling on Days
As Nights danced on in smiles
Years on Mountains Run
And still my Sight had not begun
The Anointed ones kept speaking
And as i write these words, they still speak
My Faith is changing his name of waiting
As my fury rages to clip an Angels wing
For so long i have waited this night
The day they said i would save my Clan
How has the Mighty so fallen
Did i even rise up Mighty from the very first start?
His words can never be broken,
And so for how long does my life go bowling
On Treacherous grounds of UN- seen dances
Not singing my Victory Song
Or Clinging A- top my Whining Swords
Just questions keep Swimming through my Mind
Was i really the Prophecy of a set or deserted Site?
I long so much to see the day i would wipe all your tears
But what if God lied?
Then my Faith still would never have died.