Visions of Men and Gods

Mark of a man, lost to temptation, marching in circles for his sweet salvation,

Soul of the righteous and mortal shell of this Earth, about to give life with the birth.

Raising his voice in a chorus of might, signaling the birth of hope and the light,

Darkness is just another form of light, fear and distress-his hopes shall smite.

Conclusions drawn from the mind of the wise, through the pain and sorrow of mortal eyes.

Only the blind can see what our future may hold, the lost hope of an immortal soul.

Beauty and serenity are but ours to behold, as the beauty transfixed us as we grew old.

Untainted view of a whole new world, visions like an aged ocean pearl.

Lost and uncertain makes life more worth living, gods miss out on the beauties life's giving.

God is all-powerful, drawing darkness from light…

But God does not have the pleasure of simple mortal sight…

Magnificent blaze of a man's heart and soul, trying so hard for something which to hold.

Just as the meadows are touched by the sun, the journey to heaven has just only begun.

All my eyes can see for miles are dust and despair, sadly all the trials in life just aren't fair!

Only the blind can see what our future may hold, the lost hope of an immortal soul.

Beauty and serenity are but ours to behold, as the beauty transfixed us as we grew old.

Untainted view of a whole new world, visions like an aged ocean pearl.

Lost and uncertain makes life more worth living, gods miss out on the beauties life's giving.

Strength of the many and wisdom of the few, drives our cause on to the ever-distant blue.

Lifeblood is spilled upon the rolling hills, another war for soldiers to count their kills.

The heavens laugh as the war drums sound, the marching of armies shake the ground.

What wisdom is this? Giving into this bliss?

Fighting for land that belongs to all man!

Only the blind can see what our future may hold, the lost hope of an immortal soul.

Beauty and serenity are but ours to behold, as the beauty transfixed us as we grew old.

Untainted view of a whole new world, visions like an aged ocean pearl.

Lost and uncertain makes life more worth living, gods miss out on the beauties life's giving.

God is all-powerful, drawing darkness from light…

But God does not have the pleasure of simple mortal sight…