on soft clouds i walk away
so many days we were lovers

feel time pass now with my heartbeat
as we wander far apart

kissed by angels when i'm sleeping
or is your sweet soul touching mine

this vaunted world is just a nonsense
without your memory in my mind

in dark night dear past the moonbeams
i will ever see our favourite star

but in this moment my spirit aching
i'm slowly marching off to war

Whilst the world wilts,
Sunshine dims,
River stills in between,
Winds are hurrying
The seasons are changing.

And we throw another plastic bag
We suffocate our lifestyle
Killing our species in style
Make it harder to breathe
Just the basic necessity of air.

the song will tell the count of bones sleeping
what call to arms doth break the peace again
there is no cause but willful thought holding
blade to human throat but for blind swollen
greed calls to all and is heard by many
loudly no place other than ego bliss
i speak amid the stars in my own way
not vaulted source of truth but comely kiss
that whispers out to total mind you me
crawling spec on battlefield woeful sees
world of blood and yearns soft to speak of free

i bow at the alter in
the church of imperfection
and pray softly here again
in storm of life confusion

my days are numbered by battles
and i sleep and dream peacefully
valkyrie my love