Gift: The Warrior

As the pillars of the outside world crack and break.
Blades sparkle, cutting pieces of blue sky.

Empty shells adorn the coasts, where the waves burst.
And broken dreams are torching within a fragile breath.

Ashes dance at the beginning and the end of every breath.
And sway like leaves into the wind that blows till the end of time.

Into the depths of the endless space.
Armies of angels descend to earth and fight, into a vain war.

Within the world’s eternal darkness, a single teardrop stains the ground.
When fate hits merciless, carving a future hazy and uncertain

We are just a moment in time that flows and lost.
Kneeling down, defeated from the life’s hard game.

Deep into a dream, where all the sounds of the world mute
Veils cover the eyes, stealing the will to see

In borrow times, prayers the lips are whispering.
When all the lights fade and disappear, in the silence.

When all the suns are setting at the far away horizons.
A heart that beats hard causes the miracle.

Diamond will holds the foundation of all creation.
And determined glances breaking the chains of destiny

As the mind locks the time in a forgotten memory.
At the darkest hour of the day, just before the sunrise.