Setting sails for greater heights, the endless push forward in the light, while following in the night, the land will seem hallow, but will go on continuously, the waves seem to wallow, till the end as the fires burn to ashes, they see the walls, covered with slight gashes, battered and torn from war and hate, the people spiral into madness, stricken in with the weight, As the endless venture from place to place, no village to far, no person to late, no night to dark, no day to hot, to bear the weight of the world, is how hard it is to endure the lot, so keep your faith ones and all, do fall all alone, pressed among the wall, come together with the endless in clear, they will guide you, protect you, even when the end is here.
Posted on: Wed, 04 Sep 2013 02:07:12 +0000
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