zealot (andi)
Every time I look up to the sky, I don't know why I try to figure out
How this feeling emotion has become a part of my life
It was thing enchanting, I can't object it
It was all my fault that I let this thing to prosper
Now misery seems to be my company
Many times I wanted fly up high to the sky
Couldn't find this moment that wouldn't have denied to feel delight
Now my life is fucked. It was you who lit the fire
Only one blow then, you have made it to expire
My persistance stupid, and fucked as my life
Made me feel like shit, like I don't know how to act
Your sweetbreath, your sweetbreath
I can feel it upon my face
Your sweetbreath, I can't hide it
I still love it upon my face
No sign of christianity
Just blind lover, ZEALOT
Why do you let yourself to be grieved?
Awareness of pain does not discourage you?
Every time I look up to the sky, I can hear my thoughts - sorrowful they cry
The colours blue, white and grey, deeply they encircle me
Just to feel the warmth of your body, and your spirit
I would give up source that leashes my will to live
Charming you stand, in synthetic shapes
Eye to eye, and soul to soul
Just to unite them, to feel the warmth
I have just few words to say:
Die meekly, die proudly, just leave
And prepare cradle for next ZEALOT
Wasn't it dead? Twice you have knelt
Isn't it dead? Will you kneel?
Here I lay, and stare at sky
As you asked, sentinel. I shall say
It died a long time ago
Still I cultivate the dead...
How far can I go?
And how much can I pray?
ZEALOT
Till I kneel before her...
© Element 2007
