Sacret Land

Children of Abel, Children of Cain
Can live in harmony, without shame
The keys that I grant thee, The Sacret Land
Are dry desert sand on the palm of your hand
Without the water, the wisdom of past
Will run through your fingers, forgotten so fast
Thus now when I leave you, I´m truly blind
This blindness, this blessing, the hope of mankind..."

the pain will remain

I can blame for the blue blood that runs in my veins.
But I seem to forget that we are all the same.
In your own blaze of hate you've spawn a fear in many lifes
You've taken action thinking it was all said on the sings.
You cannot heal the feeling burning deep inside your spine
You now collapse, cave in revealing scabby marks of life
Mother I've seen too much, I hate to live my life.
Forgot every word you told me, stubborn little child
I have to find my Eden now, the gates I left behind.
But the pain will remain.

I`ll let the wind blow out the light
cuz it gets more painfull every time I die.

run and never come back

i am running from something.
i don't know
i am searching for something.
which way to go?
i am trying to separate.
what's real?
i'm running in a wheel