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What secrets do you keep?
Would you,if you could,tell them to me,
I notice your eyes,you still have a soul,
Is it too much to ask of sharing what you know?
I don't understand where I should be,
And you've witnessed life for an eternity,
Is it that my soul missed it's chance?
Am I just a song without a dance?
So many questions I'd like to ask,
Would you,if you could just hold my hand?
Be my ghost,be my saving grace,
Walk silent with me through these endless days.
Peace of pieces of peace
Rides in my forgotten soul in the east
I am the devil outside
But the good servant inside
I scare you in virtuality
But you carry the fear along with you into reality
©Weaver
And Evil Enters
Sparkling eyes, visions long foreseen,
Ancient mysteries, mist of captured dreams.
Piercing eyes, deceiver of endless lost souls,
Random tunes, songs blood unfolds.
New Beginnings darkened clouds loom,
Fear ye townspeople I sing your doom.
None shall escape, tortures in the blood,
Land, land, deliver us from evils flood.
© Cynthia Clark
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What secrets do you keep?
Would you,if you could,tell them to me,
I notice your eyes,you still have a soul,
Is it too much to ask of sharing what you know?
I don't understand where I should be,
And you've witnessed life for an eternity,
Is it that my soul missed it's chance?
Am I just a song without a dance?
So many questions I'd like to ask,
Would you,if you could just hold my hand?
Be my ghost,be my saving grace,
Walk silent with me through these endless days.
Peace of pieces of peace
Rides in my forgotten soul in the east
I am the devil outside
But the good servant inside
I scare you in virtuality
But you carry the fear along with you into reality
©Weaver
And Evil Enters
Sparkling eyes, visions long foreseen,
Ancient mysteries, mist of captured dreams.
Piercing eyes, deceiver of endless lost souls,
Random tunes, songs blood unfolds.
New Beginnings darkened clouds loom,
Fear ye townspeople I sing your doom.
None shall escape, tortures in the blood,
Land, land, deliver us from evils flood.
© Cynthia Clark
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