In pools as black as midnights gaze
I lost myself to fervent haze
a lady no, but through and through
ensnared was I in eyes of blue
she was fond of broken things
and I in search of words to sing
met her there upon the edge
of what is known and what is said
we as one to dance and play
at things that only grownups say
til time and life and all it seems
would overshadow childish dreams

My eyes tell the stories my lips dare not speak
of uncertainty and doubt, but perception is weak
my face hides in smiles and the world in jest
but in truth, many burdens lay heavy on my chest
my love is just a shadow, reflected as if by glass
for it like all that lives, if given time will pass
my blood goes on in children, so the future is bright
I will wade through this pit, to see them alright

I only hope to die slowly
shades of my former self
gathered around
smiling at time while it's
shifting before them
knowing that once lived
is better than gone

My name last uttered by stoic soldier pines
they watched me devoured from under lines
my breath last coaxed by a lady all in white
of beauty she would boast and toast my sight
my head last held by a willingness to burn
eyes closed slightly I could not discern, the lessons
I held tightly from the ones I truly learned

Larvae burrow into the eyes of children but it's just part of his plan
if true hell is reserved for my kind where is it we now stand
divine beauty is cited while misery is conveniently excused
when making a case for your loving creator these words I choose
brother murders brother while both claim the blood of Abraham
yet the very worst of all his children is this thing that I am
a doubter, my questions unanswered and still I have many more
why should using god given reason be the thing he most abhors
the most vile part of this whole facade wrapped up in angel song
that mans limitless depravity, with god at his back is no longer wrong

The strong scent of the old gods still lingers here
they were many in the forests and the rivers clear
their spirits once held power we could not contain
now they're hardly more than shadows in mans domain
we conquered every corner in hopes we would thrive
though you see, without the wilds we can hardly survive

Eyes to the skies and mantra repeating
this is the time that I see it all clear
hands on the grass heart steady beating
hardly believing the days led to here
the moon slowly croons head in her keeping
this is the air that I presently breathe
I realize now that I've always been sleeping
nature content in it's beauty to wreathe  
light of the night disturbing my slumber
in a way only magic of the eve really can
seeing the world in deep shades of umber
I live in the present in love with the land