So dark the con of man.
So black the heart within.
So dark the secret ban.
So black the sinned sin.
So dark the con of man.
So black the heart within.
So dark the secret ban.
So black the sinned sin.
A person is not an object or a trophy, a person is a living being, with feelings, with a heart that beats, with a soul that is hungry for love, for life, for recognition and a mind that aspires to have its place in the world.
Every person has to realize their dreams, you have to realize yours and you have to understand the dream. And help others reach and understand their dreams. Then the world will be better for real.
Rest not upon the souls of the restless.
I know you walk your path upon a weary road,
small and treacherous,
with the promise of heaven on your right,
the sight of hell on your left,
and the Angel of Death behind you,
tracing your steps.
Strengthen yourself with the thought
that both past and future
come forth out of the now.
Only the moment counts,
and then the next step.
Not the horizon before you,
the emptiness behind,
or the sights and promises beside you.
Find your strength in your own heart,
in your own soul,
and not those of the restless.
Live,
don’t be liven…
A thousand words can not convey
What you mean to me
So I’ll just keep it simple
And say it just with three.