SWICK - Christopher B. Naoku (feel good novels txt) 📗
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1) Fallen Faith
[Proclaiming such a lost of faith]
As you see thy proshing fate never seem to faded away as thy crust of fragile like a dust crumbling away dawn of cast with stove a glasp of swarm to see thy lost of faith move forth for nothing to existence thy power to wield as rask tumbles down
How can it be love how thou not reveal thee as forever receives a tone for the fooliness to remain moon light reveals the wind like a crust of darkness darkened to a blurry of misty to a sky flourish blooms of light thou seek a faith of to be found once more
Foolishness can never remain as no hope for thou one they will fall lost in thou conceit of dawn to cliff to the risk of define as thy forsaken faith forgotten belong thy darken world take hold my son and go fourth with every last power and faith conquer thy last as brim dusk falls maketh thee as a wicked folly remains turning all away thou glory that has falling
Together form of two as one shall never break thy bond as threads but stronger then anything excitable voices of many waters speaking of joy committing sore of power to lay down of ones many burdens restores and as thou new rebirth forms once more
[Thou form of two of one flesh shall once more]
2) Revergent scroll
(Intro)
3) Unloving strive
When the time pass by to the lifespan of a soul
Grief comes in deliverance
As another soul reclaims his life
Taking all that he has
And tosses it into the skies of lost
Remembrance of nothing as thou
He pretends to forget
Lost of something you never had
Can kill you though nothing has been forgotten
You still suffer
As time passes away every little moment
Brings your closer to my name
Bow to your knees
And say thy name as the skies of sorrow glides
Like a gloomy night in control of the waves
That moves alone though the streams of light
Come into my world and receive this gift
That I have in that awakes for you
Let me restore you for thy art of
Loving hands to rejoice your heart to the freedom
Of your choice
When thy soul comes fourth to his calling, shall he be able to
Receive has blessing among the stars and the crimson moon that glides thou light to more to share
Hurry my son before thy moon fades ye must empty
Thou light and bring fourth a new
Life of light to the stars in the
Darkling sky
Leave me
To what is left in my path
For I shall be left to die
As my words has been never spoken
For my mouth has been sealed to myself
As I fade away
Thou walls as they closer closing upon on
Me may I die in life as thy gliding moon
To the stars in the skies
Let me open my eyes to paradise filled
With glorious love and everlasting
Power
Shall I see my heavenly elder as he waits for thy soul across the
Tumbling streams of death
As forever I shall be in peace with
Thy heavenly elder
As he holds my under his wings of
Love and warmth
4) Pure as snow
(Instrumental)
Gleaming Crown
YOU FOOL
How dare you define my works?
For you shall die of you
Foolishness you have been persuaded
Be your own flesh of darkness
Every soul is an enemy of his on face as he stares
At his sins deception with full of lies
Shall never be accepted in my glorious kingdom
For thou shall first repent
Or wao unto those that
Is stubborn
Inside you awake wickedness
So prepare yourself for a rule of
Punishment with many strikes on thy back
As I lay down my hand for deliverance
May ye never sin again
Crumbles as he becomes for his sinful works
As he thinks he as god
Curse thou that becomes high
With power may shall he be knocked down from his
Priding stand
As a question of why is terror is striking down on me
For he committed sin as I arise in the mist
To be blamed for his foolishness
As trouble accurse yet I have never
Deserve this wicked punishment
For I was pure
Storms of voices baring thy accruement of the sins of this man
I shall and do not deserve yet I suffer
To save us all
Lots of false belief so many tormented strikes
Behind my soul
For all to see the force of sorrow
And pressure blamed for a wrong that never was
For a soul that should be in such as like
A bird that gets trapped in a net
As I awake in the darkness of
Blasphemy forever
5) Fading heart
When a light in a tunnel opens
I see a new beginning another grateful
Thanks to my elder
He sees of my guidance as he reaches a new door
Though fading as I thought I would be
He helped me through terror times
Though it gets harder
Behold of thy holy protection against the shadows
For thy shall never be forsaken
Like withering flowers in winter
Turning like ashes of ice
Curse thy foolish man
And his ways
Whenever the blocks of terror
Comes yet I shall be saved
As I stand before the crypt
Looking to the skies
Oh heavens with oh ye power
Cast your hope upon me
As I fade into the windy snow
Yet I still hope for thee
Yet I remain to dusk
6) Over flowing cup
As I lay within the green pastors
Arose cometh thy crushing
Mind everyday I keep
Asking myself
Of how this could be
Flowing winds passes upon me
Like a deathly scrod
Casting in the meadows
Raise thy rod of hope before
The shallow closes in
When the resting souls raise their voices
Bless it be thy name
Who is willing when the time comes?
Their should be no more
For the voices is the last to share
When I saw the moment it carry?s
Across my soul like the clouds in the heavens
Carrying me to as the wind
Blows
Close your eyes and receive
My crown of life
Come unto me with your
Hopeless heart
Fret not my child
For I shall never forsake
You
Open thy heart to your elder
Receive his strength
For he will guide you as you
Tumble thy words collapse into
The light to the wicked
Hearted
Lifeless torture shall be begin to the
Wicked as they speak blasphemy
Unto their souls costing
Total damnation within
Them
7) Brace of joy
A belief of what you hear can be
An ear of deceit
Once more and many to sold out
Comes back for vengeance
As crowding mist closes in
The shadows of your mind
Comes to an end of you deception
Curse it be of what you see and not by your own
Way for thy choice shall be your down fall
As though a cast in the fire
When all has lost in the pits of
Darkness ye not let be thy soul
Of those to forever more
To fall
Every time a repeated voice with shivering cold of
The many waters speaks to me
Causing my flesh to my heart as those processed
In me
Don?t let me fade away
Never let me go
Save me from thy inner self
For in you shall I rest
Never shall I break your laws
As the seasons keeps its vows
Love and joy shall keep through the darkling terrors
And curses ye that roams
As you see?. Let be stronger
Help me to be more than ever
Wash me ode for my soul is
Dirty, pick me up into your own
Way hold me, away from this
Dusky life
Raise me up to stand on waters as though the mountains
Form my soul is in kneed of thy
Purity to be wash yet
In dust cover like for a pig snout
In a crusty puddle
Waiting to be clean
As I wait in the dark
For thy hands to wash me hold as I stand
Pure forever
Publication Date: 04-02-2010
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Dedication:
My 3rd album
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