The eyes of the sun arise
Yet every heart is still unopened
The ocean filled with water of lies
My sight gaze upon their smile
So pure, so whole, so heartfelt
Yet their metamorphosis is what hinders them from the light
Rivers of blood shadow the essence
Blade on blade
The sounding cry have reached the heavens
A sleeping lotus in my hand
Raindrops fall begging it to bloom
Yet still its petals hide away around the grandness
My peace I have sowed within the lands
Only waiting is left to withstand the parasites
And maybe one day they will understand
I stand on the temple above
With my hand close to heart
Hoping every creature would again learn to love
Feb 3, 2013
Feb 3, 2013 at 7:33 AM UTC
The eyes of the sun arise
Yet every heart is still unopened
The ocean filled with water of lies
My sight gaze upon their smile
So pure, so whole, so heartfelt
Yet their metamorphosis is what hinders them from the light
Rivers of blood shadow the essence
Blade on blade
The sounding cry have reached the heavens
A sleeping lotus in my hand
Raindrops fall begging it to bloom
Yet still its petals hide away around the grandness
My peace I have sowed within the lands
Only waiting is left to withstand the parasites
And maybe one day they will understand
I stand on the temple above
With my hand close to heart
Hoping every creature would again learn to love
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