Under the light of this candle I write pages unfold of the stories of Old Ages before the Nuclear Winter a mind of man gave birth to a mind Open your
your attitude or anyone`s you make me a stranger to-to human contact Never say I run away I`m just a man who understands that That loosing a piece of reality Gains a piece
So much fear in me The future that I will never-never see Happiness is wasted-for ever Here, so lonely at the mountain top Is all this for a better
Let me relate you to something Maybe a piece of myself I`m so lonely- I don`t know why I don`t know why I feel so much aversion for those I look alike
to do A watcher of all and always Of good times and bad But after centuries of deep faith You have come to understand That the Evil within logs for Piece
watch your fear When the lord of fire shall come He will tear sky and earth apart Fly the way to the rainbow-only it shines after every storm Children of Death
[based on Stephen King`s The Dark Tower Book series] The man in black fled across the desert And the Gunslinger followed On the quest for his lost
Red eyes I see Watching carefully my face Smiling with fury and pain These eyes are mine Reminding the time When mind and body decay I laugh as I die
Within the thin light of every dawn I see a future which I know I`ll miss I see joy on faces of children and men I hear all sounds even the snake`s hiss
