Faith

Cobblestones and pavements.
Breezes insecure.
Open doors and glowing stones.
Differences.

I searched for help.
You answered me.
I follow You.
And forever will.
You alone know my soul.

When I know not the path to choose.
I look.
I look to You.
And while I search and question,
The answer is standing too.

I know I shall forever more be servant unto You.
You died to forgive me of my sins.
I stand and salute You.

The Invisible People

We are the Backbones of your existence.
Yet you fail to notice Us.
We hide behind your curtains
Hoping one day you'll let Us through.
We are the Backbones of your existence.
The Invisible People.
We are the Backbones of your existence.
Yet you fail.
You fail to notice Us.

All the flowers are dying.
The flowers We planted for you.

Now my own gun is used against me.

Should I have spoken those words ?
They're laughing at me.
Talking about me.
High up in the trees.
The world is on fire, and I'm the hero to blame.
The paint is turning to water.
The nails have become so weak.
Low down in the bushes,
They're pointing their fingers at me.
Pointing their fingers at me.
What have I done ?

A Dissonnant Similarity

Unstable serenity.
The spark that leads to a fire.
Amend your errors while the clock still ticks.
Malice just does not deserve so much respect.
What's your real name ?
Prevarication is on the wane.
Dusk is drawing nearer.
This war is rallentando.
The sun shall cease to glow.
This war will rage no more.
Discard your guns !
They are of no use.
There is but one war to fight.

Loneliness.

O Loneliness !
O Foe !
O insufferable disease !
Thou hides't thy face
so effortlessly.

Thy masquerade mask,
Thy pupil-less eyes
stare so blankly
behind thy disguise.

O Loneliness !
O Foe !
How does't thou remain unhaunted
by tempests and storms
that unravels fear in
mortal minds
that parts the inseparable ?

How does't thou keep thy mind free
from images of death and plague ?
From images of murder and disease ?

O Loneliness !
O Insufferable disease !
As the clocks striketh a dozen,
thy masquerade shall come to cease
and your mask shalt be ripped from your face,
and all misery you've caused shalt freeze.

O Loneliness !
Thou shalt be discovered,
thy disguise shall fall free !
Thou shalt be embarassed by your nakedness.

Loneliness !
Thou shalt be lonely !
And all the pride you have in that,

Shalt Vanish.

Their Bodies are like Needlecords.

Poor them.
Unnecessarily belittling their senses.
Show them some mercy.
For them, their peace comes
through disjunction,
just like a loss of life,
to part a body from soul.
Their fate is more eventful than their lives.
Give them a break,
Their bodies are like needlecords,
Just don't disregard them.

Praise

It is You I love dear'st
amongst mortals and men.
It is You for whom the
frost-laden trees
take a mighty bow
and leap into Faith,
in loving sight,
to be Seen in Thine Eyes Clear'st.