Test director Follow the vector My mind is a spectre It flys through the walls Here it coming The sound of it crawling I juggle addictions And don't drop the ball Im misguided Listened to wisdom I swear I've been taught this Then forgot it all I've decided To be undecided Red or the blue pill I wont make the call
Slowly down this precipice I pray I never fall Only when there's none to give does heaven start to call Forced into indifference like I forgot it all
Words strung together like the blessing of the ancient ones who's will was turned to stone and drafted on the cosmic slate of demon bones
Lofty shroud of ignorance that graces round the throne, screaming that I'm lonely y now when I possess a phone
Exiled from my own mistakes, my past once felt like home, but now feels foreign to the touch as memories dance across my brain I crave the numbness in my veins
I've grown so much but still fear pain, I know there's cost, yet seldom pay, I yearn for freedom as a slave, I feel so lost but know the way
I seek the steps that I should take But all my worry seems so fake I beg, I ask for help to plan But hold the power in my hands I seldom lack to save my friends But always lag to save myself I let my demons win today But yet I stand here set to slay
You've been directed by the best And every helping hand you've turned To live in your own perfect world You know your sin You know your tests You know yourself the very best You know the secrets that you keep You know the pain you've buried deep You know the way to heal yourself You know the way you fail each test And choose a path to what you want Instead of taking what you need A slave to your heart filled with greed An eager jump for fantasy But life's not fair You've lived so wrong You trapped yourself and sing your song You know deep down your will is wrong But still you walk in circles drawn When you were on your darkest days You still fall prey to your old ways So much given, so much signs But all you want is to feel fine The human ways, they never change You know for fact it cant be the same But words like these go in and out You couldn't care to follow suit You're gifted teachers play with fools You let yourself be used like tools You crave a change yet still you use You think you're e smart, you know the words But seldom can you make them verbs Your actions show you wont progress Follow the spirits, take their tests.
You only know what you know. You can only change if you hope to grow. You believe in God. You know the spirits brutal hand Live by it. Or die by it.
A wolf named Kaos runs to and fro' Howling and bellowing this wolf needs his home Unlike Odin's wolves, Geri and Freki, Kaos cannot live on blood and wine alone Kaos lives on his love and home, far from being alone The wolf named Kaos cannot live on blood and wine alone The wolf named Kaos needs his love, and needs his home.
Shame that in a world Full of strangers, and family alike I dream of being alone With no sense of humanity around. I dream of fields And mountainscapes, Stretching so far and wide I forget that I am not The only one around.
Shame that in a world Where being ahead in tech and possessions Is so worshipped and envied. Gone are the days of the living gods, Of the earth being so unknown, Of stories and lore told But not yet realized or proven.
I want to know those gods. I want to hear them Whisper to me through the trees. Shuffling pine needles in greeting; To hear their steps distrupt The creek bed beside me, As I'm all at once alone And yet in full company.
I want to hear Thor Beat his against his anvil in the clouds. To hear Freyja Dance among the pine bed floors, Whisper through branches and brush. Hear Loki, Giggling through the howls of a wolf. I want to sit, and speak With Odin, the Allfather Learn from him What he gave his eye to know. To watch Tyr, Battleworn and scarred, Spar with all his pupils.
Will I ever know If I get to see those I love again, In some neverending afterlife? Will I dance with them among the clouds, Or feast with them in the Great Hall? Ragnarok needn't ever happen. Humanity did it all its own. In the unending silence, Those living gods are now dead. And we killed them.
From ice to fire To land from sea The deepest desire Stands carefree Before the endless Rides of night and day Two siblings happy to say They see him, sorrowful raven, mess Not a haven in his mind To appease the lost divine Yet a stirred soul lies behind This truth bound by a whine
In chase still alive A little they smile No haste given No sadness forgiven Left now with the empty sky Of fully woven worlds "With our dull ****** swords We fight to try and lose high But what of a stray **** In a forest of boreal trees Funeral only awaits my plead To forever cease"
there are plum bruises across the sky and mountains burnt white with faded sun and there’s a path seared sharp into the pines that brightens as the sky dims.
there’s a nameless man beneath the gallows squatting like a carrion-bird at a ****. a smile splits his face like a wound there’s blood like spilled wine, great grinning pools of it, and the snows are thirsty to drink
and there’s a woman with a story like a knife and nothing to lose, and she sharpens her words and follows the fraying path into the woods.
In the pit of snakes lay Ragnar Son of Odhinn The King of Kings Father of Legends Blue eyes look to the sky Snakes bite into his flesh Saxons Cheer “Death to the Heathen!” Hatred in their eyes As the King smiles and dies The war has just begun