And I Cry... Yet Still I Live

My visions embrace a clouded spring
My veins drown my heart
And my soul floating in the wind, alone
But I can live
The horrible tides wash up upon my internal space
As I bless my earth
Martyrs shed tears of blood…
As they bear witness of our final days
And as the world ends
Still I can laugh, and still I can believe, I can believe…

Many people but with few souls
I birth an empire in my mind
It doesn’t fall by the balance between eternal hate or infinite love
Who wishes to get in… the mask you must leave at the door
And then we will feel,
And then we shall sleep.

Sometimes I am enthralled in fear
And fear makes me its victim
But I close my eyes
And I enter the eternal dimension of my dreams
The world outside revels in the wicked
I can listen to them, until I forget that they are there
Whilst I still cry, and still yet live