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A sea echoes softly
it's song echoes through mind,
leaves you thinking of
and the life you behind.
turn your head to face the
wind fills enchanted sails,
and drives you to your
as silent wail.
A sad for travellers
held in the of fate,
future stands upon the prow
your past in the wake.
What is there for sanity
when takes the helm,
and you on a downward
to his lonely realm?
Watch the night-sky- fly
and in the play,
Yet even angels stoop and
nothing up they say.
There are things far more
that haunt the air,
the sirens serenade a
telling
"Beware- the waves the water
are ripples in your mind,
and the shadows cast by
the future you may find.
As rivers flow they know
that must join the sea-
thus you be carried on to
your destiny."
Do Horses Dream Of Nightmares?
on a strange shore-
this coastline,
it offers comfort.
Very little more the sky
for a
the for my bed.
THE OF WYRD:
"Thethreads upon the of life
have foreordained your here,
so not mannikin of mankind
dry your puppet-tears."
questions-
how play on my mind,
now that is falling and
still no sign of my guide.
Either I have been
they left me to die,
or worse still at this moment he
an unwitting by brigands attacked,
left naked and dead with a
in his back.
terrors return to me now,
from the stench of fear in
the on my brow.
and despair are to me
and kin,
seduced into
my begins.

"Welcome - to my domain,
I have been my time.
and waiting -
but now you are mine.
Weaving the web entwines you,
like a you play on the end
of your 'till the end of
days."
Daylight flees as night chase
I'm held in dank embrace,
I smother in his cold -
the sum of all my worthlessness.
I have been to thank the Lord
for all He will send,
but if death should come to me -
must I him as a friend?
Now I see that quest is
a of my fidelity -
has God me?
When maddness his lullaby a
nightmare filled unknown things -
to cast on my sanity.
Faith starts to in
a torn apart,
my thoughts move in time
the of my heart
A creature of
I make prey,
cross and fire cannot
at bay the beast that
me -
the end near.
My soul no secrets -
he knows I fear.
Flying so on the wings
of a dream,
mountain and forest -
'cross and stream.
While the that feed
off the doubts I
await my with evil intent.

"Welcome - to my domain,
I have been my time.
and waiting -
but now you are mine.
Weaving the web that you,
like a you play on the end
of your 'till the end of
days."
So in that world that
lies amidst and death I dream,
and writhe in fitful slumber
mjy silent screams.
Except the head that stares
with black and eyes,
atop its totem as it mocks
my cries.
Now I see that this is
a test of my -
has God me?
When maddness sings his a
filled with unknown things -
to cast on my sanity.

Shapeless form me
casting in the night,
I their breath upon me-
catch faces in the light.
hunters come
to prey upon my -
as peals of laughter
in my ears.
Startled I from my
sleep,
though and shaken
I to my feet.
my memories 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 that you,
like a puppet you on the end
of strings 'till the end of
days."
Then from the terrors
at the before I leave,
the of reality behind
me the trees.
Waking in the light of I
that God will send -
his now to guide me
through this night-time end.
Now I see that this is
a of my fidelity-
Has God me?
When sings his lullaby a
nightmare filled with things -
to aspersion on my sanity.