Rage

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Life was born from water. Water sustains the living. Consisting of water, H2O, Aqua. Never able to quench, To live life. The mouth goes dry, The dry lips. Water taste like sand, As the breathing airs out. 

Born from dust to return to dust. Came from water, Must return to water. The flow of time holds our start and our end. Fate cuts our string. Rage. Rage on. Fight against.

Return the light. Flee the flow. Gather the dust and fly from water. Rage against. Rage on. Rage through. Follow the heart, Follow the path. Each one diffrent, All the same. Curved with gold, Explored by none.

Pioner the unknown, Shepard the mystery. Follow the will and make thy own history. Determine the thread, Immortality uncuttable. Memory lives on, as does our species. Each man the same, Yet all diffrent.

One a king, One a peasent. Fate determined, Unwillingable to change. Change is a want, To want change is to bring about a new era. For that peasent had the heart of a king, While the king was that of a peasent. 

Rage against. Rage Rage Rage. Do not give in, Break the stone. Carve a new road, Leave the mainstream. Follow the thought, Make anew. Time against, Immortality bound. The crown and scepter, Humble Roots. 

Life determined, Dreams implanted. Impossible is possible. Normal misconception. Freedom is a illusion of law. Law is forged from freedom. The one freedom is what you take, Society lies. Bounds is not freedom, As Civilization is a mystery. 

Rage. Rage till the final breath. Forge the memory. Bind it to steel. Place it in the sky. Rage to fate. Rage to destiny. Rage to predetermined. Rage for change. Change all, Change we must. To follow a road is to follow footsteps, Orginiality in the wilderness.

Dreams lead. Reality speaks. Soothing deception. Options of choice. To be a king is to dream, for a king is many things. To be a peasent is to follow the road. The road leads to nothing but darkness and death.

Forge anew, For all began with something. Yet something was nothing which nothing was forged into something. Be the creater, The dreamer, The seer. Bound not the eyes or the heart, But give them wings to explore. Keep rage in the heart, fuel for change. 

Bound by flesh, Flight by dreams.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 18, 2014 ⏰

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