The end is the best moment to quit,
The way I leave the podium,
I leave in your ovation,
I invaded the joy off all hearts,

What are you looking at?
I smiled all the way,
I did walk down the plague,
How did you know I won,
How did you wish it was you.


I have a face for judges,
This isn't your auditorium,
This isn't your moment,
Low your pride and be like me,
For who hid himself in the face of war,
Sang the song of a " Victor no Vanquish"
I did believe you stood by me when truly you left because my dreams ran you over..
I leave your good conscience if it still exist with a brush of icing..
I wish I stood for all but surely they didn't want the truth...
I played the game to your advantage.. Yes I tasted victory... you had no choice but to let me lead while you follow

What can I do without you,
Where is my life's pride,
Will you call,
Will you stare,
Will I lay arms to the ground,


I need the stars,
As I can't keep you for myself,
I wouldn't last for am frost,
I leave in a bloom summer,
I pour my tears when you leave,


Be cold and smooth as the peace of love,
Be calm and lost like the heart of the raven,
I am in love with you,
I lean on your soft rose,
I wouldn't wilder away if you smile..

You don't know me,
You don't see me,
I am the ranging storm,
I blow alike as the hurricane,
Enjoy my presence,  love my absence,
I lay my worth so you know,
But care less if you don't.

In the line of men,
In the gaze of longitude,
I keep you in mind,
I learn your ways,
I look at my lead..

Oh thy mystery be covered for the TRUTH,
My will shall sharp and stray thy SOUL

Drain me, Desert me, Abandon me,
It hurts my raising
It's beauty builds a bloom Success
I am flying in your vision.
I am blue in your sight


I yeast your conscience
I ice your heart,
I plague your reality,
I have a lot above
I knee to grace of low gods
I live to the Almighty,

I am above the clouds,
I am the silver knight,
I possess a armour of all around me,

I am a thousand voice,
I am housed in a million souls,
I evade all,But blessed as a gift.

This isn't a word,its is a vision
The main crust of a saddled soul
Its a kind gesture of uncertainty
A heart lost in the world



Standing in the center of the Bermudian
Every action being judged by precedence
Let me show you the way over lost
This vision seems blu
I cant find my way out


I denote being taking away
Its fetal and dark amidst the light
Trenton pumps my heart ablaze
Ode to the wind of the cold noon



I wish not found to you
I lost not warmth to be bitter
Life of a painter without a brush
I rush to the cardinal,astray of the wide


Do not look at me because no sight no vision
Having judged all but a path
I see a mast in thy eyes