In This Life
IN THIS LIFE OF MINE,
THE WIND BLOWS VOLENTLY.
THE TREES SWAYING BACK AND FORTH.
THE CHURNING OF THE DARK CLOUDS,
LOOMING ABOVE ME ALWAYS FOLLOWING.
MEETING NEW FRIENDS, GATHERING WITH FAMILY.
BUT AT LAST SITTING ALL ALONE IN THE DARKNESS,
WAITING FOR THE SUNLIGHT TO BREAK THRU
THE CYCLE OF DYSFUNCTION;
THAT HAS BEEN REGENERATING,
OVER THE CENTURIES.OVER THE CENTURIES.OVER THE CENTURIES.
THE CHILDREN I BEARED, NOW STARTING
THEIR OWN FAMILIES.
KNOWING THAT MY HEARTS DESIRE IS FOR
THEM TO REGAIN ,
CONTROL OVER THE DEMONS IN OUR LAND.
VICTORIOUSLY WINNING THE WAR, AND LIVING
FOREVER IN ETERNITY.
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