.RHYTHM OF SOUL.

.THE WINGS OF AN EAGLE.

I ain't new to this game.

I been around for a minute.

Coming up from the back...

And I'm here to win it.

Came alive, arrived

in nineteen hundred, sixty-nine.

Born to thrive, strived

To make the gift of music mine.

All my life, I've been writing down

these lyrics, line by line.

I'll survive, dive down low

below the human sharks that dine.

Robbed her of her innocence,

Then passed the sentence on to me.

Why's my face gotta look like his,

I swear I'd make that demon bleed.

I am the seed, of the evil of men.

I am the creed, unbelievable then.

Now I am the power and the voice

in the pen,

Just When you think I'm done,

I'm coming back again.

My Savior's my only friend.

Been fighting the beginning

to make sure there is an end.

People think they're winning,

Watching all the rules they bend.

You'd think that people sinning

have become the latest trend.

Digital tears, It's been years

since I felt like I belong.

Cynical mirrors, reflect the fears,

that torment even the strong.

One thing's clear, the end is near,

It will right what has gone wrong.

I'm shifting gears, hoping someone

will hear, the messege in this song.

It seems we don't have long.

I want the devil's head on the

end of a prong.

I want the words that I've said,

to be the part that lives on.

Until all this evil is gone.

I have the wings of an eagle.

I have the grace of a swan.

I won't die, derived from righteous

fruit that's picked right from the vine.

I don't lie, deep inside, the virtuous

proof of what's devine.

To hell with pride, take a ride through

waves of ego in the rising tide.

I'll revive, and drive the Reaper's

sickle into this deadly hive.

Leading one another,

Into a life that has no color.

Spread out just like butter,

By the searing words they utter.

The suffering of flesh and bone,

They won't atone, the words they mutter.

I'm left here shuddering in the cold,

My tongue is bold, and still I stutter.

God won't stop our decadence,

This all don't make no sense to me.

Squandering our intelligence,

common sense, the missing key.

I'll take the lead, I need to know when.

I am the breed with the strength of ten.

This is the hour, I know where I've been.

When the Devil thinks that he has won,

That is when The One is sent.

You could be my friend.

Don't do the Devil's bidding,

He is grinning at our sin.

I'll leave your head spinning,

Swimming in your thoughts again.

All the hints that I am giving,

If you're willing, you will win.

Miracle cures, demeaning jeers,

to shame us into playing the game.

Pressure from peers,I think it's queer,

to entertain those we know are insane.

You can jump but I'll take the stairs.

The elevator's down and in need of repairs.

Some turn away, yet some stand and stare.

Some know the way, and some don't care.

Some are unaware.

How can you hear, when you're way over there.

Most people cheat, don't know how

to play fair.

The smell of blood is in the air.

The vampire wings that they have on

I still have Faith, there is goodness

in people.

Please don't lose your soul to in people.
this con.

Put on the wings of an Eagle.

Practice the grace of a swan...