A Saint's chant
Beyond the tears
lies courage
Beyond the night
you'll hear the calling of a star
Beyond time
the heartbeats of anticipation
Beyond mystery
a half-truth drives the humankind insane
Beyond fury
vengeance still isn't dead
Beyond the blade
a vehement voice chants along with my soul
Beyond the mazes
the Minotaur cries in rapture
Beyond the cosmos
light is just a perishable accident
Beyond the hells
the infinite misery
Beyond the black log
Speewah and its wonders extend the confines of reality
Beyond the vows
blood runs through the veins of a crucifix
Beyond pain
tears await ages to come out
Beyond defeat
struggle and intent
Beyond memories
a dream is shattered at dawn
Beyond the possible
our will to work the impossible
Beyond absence
the prisons fall under the weight of pain
Beyond magic
lies the sacred
Beyond death
souls await
Beyond the wind
we'll find forgiveness
Beyond the skies
we fight, restless creatures
of big bright eyes
Beyond our death,
Stronger than faith
lies our wish for a peaceful rest
Beyond hatred's eternity
is the eternity of our resolve to die for love,
a treasure inaccessible for those who loathe
Beyond the mercy of some violent god
we'll keep on standing, like
metallic statues who yearn for life
Beyond the world
there's a tender spirit that gives sense to our fight.
PLEASE REVIEW ; ) Blessings: Verabelle
Speewah: When I was a kid, I remember reading somewhere a legend about a land called Speewah that was beyond the black log guarded by Jack, The Hunchback. Speewah was supposed to be where all the impossible and absurd things could happen. It was also supposed to begin where the boundaries end.