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End of Days

Take these shackles and give ‘em to the bear, tell her I’ve gone home
Take these shackles and throw ‘em to the wind, I’ll live like that no more
Gonna find me the weapon that can kill off Mutley, end his child like rage
Gonna find me a whet stone, sharpening my sword, gonna end his blinkered ways

I killed off Mutley 
In this war inside I wage
I killed off Mutley
And it means the end of days

Come a long way from our second city, I’m a long way from home
Come a long way from our second city and I’ll go there no more
Gonna find me a crag deep in the mountains, got to mend that old dog’s ways
Gonna find a lost city deep in the desert, make sure the flee pit pays

I killed off Mutley 
In the war inside I wage
I killed off Mutley
And it means the end of days

Take this message for me, carry it home, tell ‘em I am no more 
Take this message for me, carry it home, tell ‘em the evils gone
I found my mountain, out in the world, it wouldn’t forgive my ways
As I soar down the valley, out of this world, I know this old dog paid

I killed off Mutley 
In the war inside I wage
I killed off Mutley
And it means the end of days

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Only I Remain

I watched the sun fade from the skies
I watched the moon blocked by your lies
Because of you, love fades from my life
That what is left doesn’t feel so right
As fingernails turn black with your hate
My soul realised that it’s far too late

Inside my mind, my love still sleeps
Inside my mind my love still weeps
I cannot find that love inside

Like clouds at night, you dim my mind
Light turned to black, life hard to find
Deceive and delay always your way
But karma will catch you out some day
From now until the last sands of time
Your fate will hunt you for you crime

Inside my mind, my love still sleeps
Inside my mind my love still weeps
I cannot find that love inside

But I have no regrets, I get no cold sweats
I’ve cleared all debts and your heated threats
Like the lifted weight of the sands of fate
I realise now, you were never my soul mate
As I rise once again from shadow and chain
I’ve passed through my fears and only I remain

Inside my mind, my love still sleeps
Inside my mind my love still weeps
I cannot find that love inside

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Where Is It All Going

Your governments throw your money to war,
But they have yet to even feed our poor.
Our roads are going to rack and ruin
But politicians cannot see what needs doing

They jump to fight the crimes of foreign states,
Whilst the crime at home reaches dire straits
They fly to fight for oils and earthly wealth,
While their own brothers wither through poor health.

Bureaucrats work through tall paper piles,
Bleeding your taxes with their slimy smiles,
Causing scandals and shocking news,
But the public is the one who’ll lose.

Now they nanny our very existence,
To which we are offering no resistance,
This is good for you and this is not,
Because our freedom we have forgot.

I distant memory it has now become, 
A forgotten privilege forefathers won,
The right to choose our life and daily path,
With out the fear of high mighty wrath.

What will become of your children’s fruit? 
When no longer they posses the choice of route,
Will they even have any choice at all?
Or will to the state all their choices fall?

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The Paradox of Freedom

Can we ever be free, unless we’re alone?
Our freedom encroaches, like a cyclone,
Crushing and destroying those of next door,
Like a wooden house, their freedoms no more.

For every freedom we gain, others lose
We battle against someone else’s views
True freedom means that all are unbound
But this would mean that no freedom is found.

Each person could do whatever they please
They could kill and hurt and take an seize
Thus true freedom is but a paradox
So I’ll stay here behind my chains and locks.

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The Circle of Life

Pain suffering hurt
anguish sorrow agony
This circle of life

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False Hope

The light appeared upon the dark horizon
Twinkling brightly in the frozen air 
Nothing could have been more surprising 
Nothing else could make me stop and stare

Bright and clear like a star that descended 
It shone towards me across open water
A promise of all things fixed and mended
An end to pain cause by emotional slaughter

Like a moth I drifted slowly toward it
Pulled in by the promise of love so warm
Making waves I came near bit by bit
To the light that could heal a heart torn

As I carefully approach this white vision
The black waves lapping its very base
I too late sensed the deep indecision 
And all hope disappeared without a trace.

Plunged back into the pitchest of black
Adrift once again upon open water 
My broken heart left with another crack
My emotions again my body slaughter.

Where is the sense and the logic to this? 
To the pain caused by ones we hold dear
Is it something my mind’s made to miss?
If I don’t know how can I live without fear?

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Empty Or Full

Now empty or full
Philosophical argument
Each man has his view

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My Symbol of Joy

Belly round like a pot
Always smiling at his lot
Where I found him I forgot
The laughing Buddha short and squat

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Burning Water

Sunset over sea
Fire dances over water
Until it is gone

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A Gift From Heaven?

Teachings tell 
The story of love,
A tale of joy,
A gift from above,
So sweet to behold,
The angels delight,
It’s often told,
And bathed in light.

But this story,
Has another side,
Dark and sinister,
From which we hide,
We hide our eyes, 
With glass of rose,
And plug our ears,
Our senses close.

Into dark we drift,
On emotions strong,
Green and jealous,
Plans going wrong,
Anger and hate,
Pouring out,
Causing pain,
Makes us shout.

When love is spurned,
The sadness starts,
Desolation descends,
On lonely hearts,
And love betrayed,
It gets worse still,
The anger wells,
And makes us ill.
 
What of Lovers tales 
That go seldom well
Stories of death
Of evil hell
Murder and hate
This emotion breeds
Ruining life
From promising seeds
Do not fall blindly
Into the field of love
Remember well
It comes not from above
It has a dark side too
With dark tales to tell
Can cause such pain
It may come from hell.