Caress your soul and keep it clean
Try not to immerse it into fight
Riots are for the dreamriders
And those who can't see light
Weren't you a dreamer once?
Weren't I a restless imp?
Now we write about fairies
As quills break on undrying ink
Boiling water surrounding me
And a crater,exhailing mud and dust
Yet all I do is gaze at galaxies
And tie my seatbelt steadfast
Would you call yourself inactive?
Would you take up all the guilt?
I,for once,made vows of nothing
And promised myself I wouldn't quit
Once you thought you were different
Once I thought I could be sane
Now we are waving flags to tyrants
Draining blood from a promising vein
All that is left,a lethal passion
Enjoying life,a devouring madness
Every white dove I meet is murdered
Leviathan grows,destroying my kindness
Thus here I stand,beneath hell's tides
And watching as the ship goes down
I play my harp to soothe the pain
Of those who are about to drown...
"About us.At present"
Dedicated to Greeks at present