October 9, 2010
1:17am...

Though tyranny of faith shall judge and burn,
Though hypocrites shall mark and spurn...

It's cold
(this rain...

'Sun's demise is sumptuous,' you whisper in the...
Pensive and warm, seeking me with your Light...

The greatest of an ancient and glorious race am I,
Cast down into shadow in days of wars long gone...

She voted to maintain support sanctify him,
wanting to be protected from the terrors of his...

My soul cries for her,
Years eroded to ages...

There is no morality
to the murder of innocents...

Six signs were given
In days gone passed...

Dare you walk with me
In the dwellings of the dead...

I weep, oh Lord,
For the dying of the sun...

Sixteen years to attain some
true measure of freedom...