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SWICK A DEAdMAN’s prophecy VOL 16 1) Unliving words Through this temper Soughing my own death As my words Begins to break For a rage of blood For bloody eyes Into my words With these chains Of sorrow My lore is silent In time My victory crumbles Like a foundation Of my soul In my time, I have fall Once again in the Harken misery Of my Woes In my pain I suffered alone May I ever see the will? To the other side This voice of death Poisons the ears of a Deaf in dismay As I lay In the wicked ashamed My words spread like Leaves into the Wind In my whispers you May become the one To know 2) The Promise Gain me a chance to To show my bidding Let me tell you My words As the flock grows The cattle strays Into a slaughter For a fake wish Of their desires Will you carry me? Through this silent rage In my eyes The skies look down on me As the meadows turns to Blackness in my Favor A precious thing with bitter In greed as you Wonder why you Are fading way In nothingness my Soul remains no Longer my words Are forever exist With a dying wish Closing my eyes I see My death in an Endless stream Even though I crawl into a snout Of my Weaken river Of deception Sovereign in this pain With these evil aches Of shekels around Me Curse it be my own sorrow In guilt my words will Flourish to a warning In remedy hymn 3) Oracle As I should have known My will to see my way Through this darken Path In the beginning I was Cast in my endless pit Of torment through My eyes in Death Cast your souls into A stream of blackness While the wind is silent My voice is heard no longer To be known by sight In my sink of destruction I will die in living In this tragic World Selfish as I become When in reality I was Warned by the Words of salvation In my favor How can you see? When your eyes are struck In blackness Enduring in your own Mouths you set to Turn into the leaves With the wind Of voices My guidance is stretching me Heart alive to fall Wilting in my shame of grace Let my sleepless days And night become your Peace for the pain That I’ve cost In you Let it be in thy name For I will perish my ways My bitterness shall come To an end As I rest in peace Forever more 4) Dying vision Come with me To the way you first swarm Into your pain Knowing to die for In shame with you frozen Guilt Once before I heard you Cry out To a voice in wishes To a mouth that Pukes his own blood In agony Since I was living Many had left me as a Mist shadow Yet I was cast out Into the brink Of blackness You once died With no memory Of no one As you try to give You pity To cats and dogs Of a traitor The words of wisdom Becomes of a wish To the weak that receives His revenge In the darkness night The clock rings For the dead in truth Turning to the next world I will be there to To avenge your words As my own Life in bringing Has become obscured Reality of my fathers Death in remedy 5) Loneliness My light has dimed in blackness My heart has stopped Peace came into chaos Pain, sorrow of cries In the peace of a voice The moon as I watch Turn into blood For all the demons to gather In times of harvest A ghost clingy Together in to the Fathomless lore Meadows of sweet Becomes a burning In anger Will I ever see my light? Of peace Forever I have been In this darken prison Bounded by my own Fate As my works in faith Goes to waste like Leaves into the wind Of the autumn The dreams of bitterness Tortures me in many As I plea for my relief In mercy On the ground my soul Forever shattered In my addition With a ghost I wonder why the voice Does not crumble Away As my numbers fall I will be a shell looking For a way to fulfill in my Deeds as willing To carry innocent blood In my hands 6) Lost letter As I write into my heart The sea carries my words To its place For so long the Not a another word Was written Only silence Throughout my days Of slumber and hopes I wait for that time To come As I have never known it Will be as longer then I confound it To be This secret of me heart In time of need It has been too Long I never seen the bright Of a shell for years I have hoped until My days have Finally passed Away In times of peace My mind wonders Of you Into the endless nights I wonder as I toss and turn In worry in blindness Like a lost Child for a mothers’ Care In the coldest days I sought a vision Of you And still only just an Illusion was kept Within me My rivers have frozen In the eyes of sorrow Of not seeing you Prosper For so many times My mind fails to Be strong In this heart I write To you my peace And joy As you go alone so will My love in hunger For a wing Of shelter And now I have faded away These words of my heart You hold is my last Words of plea To your wish In you I will always Remain forever Even in death I must pay to leave This place To the other side For another greater Purpose 7) A voice of hymn [Instrumental] 8) Inerty Where my coming ends Meet will he still Be here? My soul is in doubt of your Presence as I groan into The silence Like a guiltless fool in the dark When I awake to scorn The moving wall in my Way With my hands tied in my Will I ever yarn to my Last wish? In circles my eyes Are conceived in colors Of this world In this world when the howl Sounds in my death Of a last word For any guilt in despair I will be thrown forever Sealed in shadows As I lay low of my burdens My heart longs for Another vessel For endurance Even though my feet has Stumbled across a Treachery path My soul is still thrown In their though I sought not to Be a conflict As though my Wilderness speaks Trembling with every Sound Never again will I gain More in my own ways That brings Pain Will you hear the Voice that drives you To the path of light In the meadows of Living grown In the hour Sleeping as my work Prospers in the sight Of a fool 9) Tears of Flake Coming into this wager My name is slashed in The blood of my sorrow Cursing the world In my wickedness In sought of famine I have been to Deaf to hear My tones to the Voice of triumph Such a dark secret In the highest hill Where the lies Grow into Deception Honey combs in bitter Death with a fatal Tale in evil In the bowels Of my schemes You told me once that I shall never Plea like an evil Wind on a glass mirror To be foiled Could this be my Own hand? Could this be a Dark blood that is Never gone? For as long The battle starts For its end, a Hope can no longer Be stayed


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