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Doubting Angels Fall to Walk Among the Living

I wear this chaos well...

Created on 2005-09-09 13:52:25 (#8249001), last updated 2006-10-04

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Name:demonguard
Birthdate:12-01
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"In your dream you see me clear
I have no restraint, no fear
Powerless I watched from faces I'd assumed.
My purpose set. My will defined.
Caress the air.
Embrace the skies.
Escape the sorrow and restraint of mortal cities.

Give me time I will be clear.
Given time you'll understand
What posesses me to right what you have suffered.
I'm in this mood because of scorn.
I'm in a mood for total war.
To the darkened skies once more and ever onward.

So many years I stood among
the thoughts and tears of those I served.
Among my own I was alone through my own doing.
All the years I walked unknown behind the faces I assumed.
Powerless to clear your mind of what you'd suffered.

They fall again.
They fall again.

Give me time I will be clear.
Given time you'll understand
What posesses me to right what you have suffered.
I'm in this mood because of scorn.
I'm in a mood for total war.
To the darkened skies once more and ever onward.
There is no faith in which to hide.
Even truth is filled with lies.
Doubting angels fall to walk among the living.
I'm in this mood because of scorn.
I'm in a mood for total war.
To the darkened skies once more and ever onward.

I'd only come here seeking peace.
I'd only come here seeking me.

It seems I came to leave."

-"Dark Angel", by VNV Nation

Lost the Hope of Salvation
-A Poem by me

I haven't seen the sun or stars
Since they laughed with me so many years ago
I haven't seen the moonlight clear
Since I started down this long and lonely road

I haven't felt the rain on my face
Though, in truth, it hasn't had a place to land
I haven't felt the wind forever-
It blows freely through my outstretched hand

I haven't heard a whisper in the trees
They stand silent, solemn, and glare as I pass by
I haven't heard the weeping of the earth
It's tears are quickly quieted by my harsh cries

I haven't felt the joy of life
Since I started down this long and lonely road
I haven't felt the hope of salvation
Since I ran away from it so many days ago...


You know, the ancient Greeks thought that after people died, they became shadows - shades, and lived out the rest of eternity as just a whisper of themselves. But for me, it's the opposite - I'm the dead shadow. I'm the living shell. I'm the whisper of what I should be...

Just so you know, I've stopped writing in this journal, and will be deleting it soon. Thanks to everyone who read it...
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