SWICK, Christopher B Naoku [good non fiction books to read .txt] 📗

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Together always

Save me from my death let us
Walk a shore together by day and night
We will claim our pride

For it is done by the wicked hands of my own accusers doing
Three days…. I shall be seeing the skies again

Three days…. I will be victorious in your eyes
Never beyond I will be free taken my own battles
As frozen fades be the suns of faith
(Background vocals)

My, the souls are you’re to gather on your own
Yesterdays are like faded ashes
Tomorrow is a pleasure to seek
The past is never to be remember
Death is the afterlife your fate

7) Crystals of Joy

To thy might, my eyes belays your
Violets towards the world as she rises
Against thy will to the justice of light
Conquer all that is death

To all whom witness the destruction shall torture
To the wilderness in the world
Devore the lore into me hands
To the light slaving the blacken rage towards me

And now as the dawn to all that has
Died into the resting heavens
Those flowers sing into the heartless
Peace of Lore
In the spears of light and all that is
Worth living

To the shadows may you see him across the
Shores the waters of the heart
I plea that you not fall into thy darken voice
Oh to thy elders shall see you fourth
To my eyes

Beneath you is a cloth which holds you in my
Hearts wrap me around your neck
You receive honor in thy name
In peace

All has be done unto the elders
Wicked has infected the hearts of the weak
In desperation will seek nothing
As the cradle falls
By you number in the light of terror
Will no longer be

As you fight though you have nothing to protect
In the terror of your own
Crown will be snuffed into
The wind

Lives has been in grace for years
Let not be instead longer
To live longer to see your might strike
More enough to endure you
Faith

Give your all unto what has done, destroy the unjust
Blood lust in all things
Tares into your sight across the dark
Every hour your land shall you recreate
Can you hear me?

8) Renonsiali Rose
(Instrumental)


9) Nomium rohinia

Curse it be, thy wrath of the world
Curse it be, the anger of the blackness
The reality is falling astray touching the surface
To thy land

Suffer not; never let only the time we won’t go
Abandon the sights of the corps
Silence your tongue to the sleepers
Follow the foolish man

Drink of his offer excepting your own disgrace
Deflection to the blindness in your eyes
Of a last drop
Requesting to thy throne of fate
Beyond the frozen winds of might
That has casting in your name across the skies to the ocean
Craving to survive the thrust
Of force

Receive this gift in flesh for not yet will it be
The last for it has just begin
To destroy in castures of the shadows
When the moon is full
I shall reappear

I shall reappear in the flesh of your eyes
Make lost until your pride returns as we are strengthen
Ever again

Will you this war through terror
Through the agony
During the day and through
The night

Never will you proceed against my will
For the long in life I shall fight
In trust of you.

10) Fate of heart

For so long so much has happened, as I lay my eyes
upon you. Tomorrow speaks, to my throne was rebuilt again
As tides of lore will always be the same
Thousands have fallen to my fate of pride
Mystic of it all turns to ashes
And as for you, shall I always
Carry you under my sheild


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Publication Date: 05-18-2010

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