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Silence, the trees
Listen.. the breeze, its voice just a whisper
Notice the air, its language gets crisper
Thoughts will decieve you, so hear with your sorrow
Logic deceptive, stop thought for the morrow

Breathing the taste of her
Smelling the sound of her
Harken the voice of her
Listen list listen her

Listen into the night's wind as your soul falls
Into the trees, let your guidance be done for
Bare out your spirit, let nakedness follow
Undress your walls, so the voice can be hollowed...

Do you see her now calling?
Can you hear it now falling?
Stop listening and hear...
Stop feeling and feel...

Words are inadequate
Eve' metaphor travestic
Stop reading the excrement
Unopen the eyelids

Yes, your prayer is unwinding
You see through the blinding
Talk with her gently
She speaks through your blindness

Face to face you are now with unspeakable speaking
She is drawing you near, now you see why
Hidden beneath these words that I'm speaking
Reveal something more if you hear what I'm seeing

Softly, she is kind
She speaks to those who are blind
Hidden from the sane
Just lose all your shame...she is kind

Lovely darling, she meets you
She sees you, she knows you
Breathe her, she adores you
Now you see her clearly my love
Now you feel her calling my love

Stop reading, join those who know her

Angels have fallen
Darkness surrounding
The reason I suffer
Completely astounds me

Enraged with these feelings
Engulfed with this doubt
Ive lost who I am
Ive lost all my clout

So what do I do
When feeling so blue
Between me and you
My options are few

Judge me dont judge me
I cant help myself
Am who I am
Starlitical mess

Numb all my sorrows
In social debauchery
Make it all terrible
Best than hanging from a tree

The drumbeat nears closer
I cant catch my breath
Try to outrun it
Inevitable death

The Piper is calling
How fast can I run
I stop and embrace it
Why cant death be fun?

Sacared magic was told through the ages
The wisdom of sages, the placing of agents
She calls through a whisper and seeks all her mages
To gather the masses, to hear what they say is

Help me to follow wherever you lead
It seems that in brokenness I'm made complete
The mystery mastery shown in complete
To give what the need is, to make it complete

Shorn and forlorn gives all the He has
Breaking the curses He grabs all the last
Breaking and bowing He shows what He's made
Terrified, lowly He shows what was laid

Darkness you tremble when Day was not closed
Shown through the forest when love was disclosed
The spirits they harken to where they are called
Love and deceit is the language of prose

Shout from my soul, I shall not live in fear!
**** me or torture me, Love is sincere!
Fin'lly I found the true purpose of calling!
Wickedness shrouded in wisdom they call it!

Call from the ashes with power unspeakable
Shudder your eyes and go back to unreachable
Hat tricks are useless but mastered them have you
Stole it from us did and twisted confusing

You veil and concealed, He tore, He revealed
Blinded you did but time not on your side
Forces you master have taken you hostage
Turn on your head, make your memry forgotten