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A sea breeze echoes
it's song echoes your mind,
you thinking of tomorrow
and the you left behind.
Come turn your head to the
wind fills enchanted sails,
and drives you to destiny
as sirens wail.
A sad lament for
in the hand of fate,
your future upon the prow
past drowns in the wake.
What is there for sanity
madness takes the helm,
and steers you on a
spiral to his lonely
Watch the seagulls fly
and in the play,
Yet even stoop and still
nothing up they say.
There are things far sinister
that haunt the air,
the serenade a warning
telling
"Beware- the upon the water
are ripples in your mind,
and the shadows by nature
the future you may find.
As rivers flow because they
that they must join the
thus you be carried on to
meet destiny."
Do Dark Horses Dream Of
on a strange shore-
this coastline,
it offers comfort.
Very more than the sky
for a
the for my bed.
THE OF WYRD:
"Thethreads the loom of life
have foreordained your here,
so weep not mannikin of
dry worthless puppet-tears."
Unanswered
how they on my mind,
now darkness is falling and
still there's no of my guide.
Either I have betrayed-
they left me to die,
or worse still at this moment he
an victim by brigands attacked,
left and dead with a knife
in his back.
Childhood terrors to me now,
from the stench of fear in
the on my brow.
Deciet and are to me
and kin,
seduced into
my begins.

"Welcome - to my domain,
I have biding my time.
and waiting -
but now you are mine.
Weaving the web that you,
a puppet you play on the end
of your strings the end of
days."
Daylight flees as night gives
I'm in panics dank embrace,
I smother in his cold -
the sum of all my worthlessness.
I have been told to thank the
for all He will send,
but if death come to meet me -
must I him as a friend?
Now I see that quest is
a of my fidelity -
has God me?
When maddness sings his a
nightmare filled with unknown -
to cast on my sanity.
starts to flounder in
a torn apart,
my thoughts move in time
the of my heart
A of habit
I easy prey,
cross and fire cannot
hold at bay the beast
me -
the end near.
My soul no secrets -
he what I fear.
Flying so on the wings
of a dream,
over mountain and -
'cross and stream.
While the creatures feed
off the I invent
await my with evil intent.

"Welcome - to my domain,
I been biding my time.
and waiting -
but now you are mine.
Weaving the web that you,
like a puppet you on the end
of your 'till the end of
days."
So in that world that
lies amidst life and I dream,
and writhe in fitful no-one
hears mjy screams.
the horses head that stares
with and lifeless eyes,
atop its totem as it mocks
my cries.
Now I see that this is
a test of my -
has God me?
maddness sings his lullaby a
nightmare filled with things -
to aspersion on my sanity.

Shapeless surround me
shadows in the night,
I feel their breath me-
their faces in the light.
Somnambulistic come
to prey upon my -
as of psycopathic laughter
in my ears.
Startled I from my
sleep,
though and shaken
I to my feet.
Still my taunt me -
like they appear,
to haunt me when
darkness near.

"Welcome - to my domain,
I have been my time.
Watching and -
but now you are mine.
Weaving the web entwines you,
like a puppet you on the end
of your strings the end of
days."
Then from the terrors
at the night I leave,
the remenants of reality
me the trees.
Waking in the of dawn I
pray God will send -
his wisdom now to me
this night-time without end.
Now I see that quest is
a of my fidelity-
Has God me?
When sings his lullaby a
nightmare filled with unknown -
to aspersion on my sanity.