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Ninevah
Here it is, the story of a man, who went out walking by the sea
he went out walking, lost his way in the storm, his spirit danced by the water's edge.
He went out walking, walking by the sea, he let his fingers trail in the water,
he went out walking, walking by the sea, his spirit soared by the water's edge.
In a dark and lonely place he wrestled with the Lord, his name etched upon the weeping rock,
in a dark and lonely place he struggled with the Lord, his name carved upon the weeping rock.
He went out walking, with death on his mind, he found a fallen star by the roadside,
he went out walking, with suicide in mind, he found a fallen angel by the roadside.
In a dark and lonely place he wrestled with the Lord, his name carved upon the weeping rock,
in a dark and lonely place he sruggled with the Lord, his name etched upon the weeping rock.
Black wings and holy fire, black smoke and holy fire, his name etched upon the weeping rock,
black smoke and holy fire, black smoke and burning fire, his name carved upon the weeping rock.
Heaven and Earth, crash and collide, the sands of time are slipping away,
Heaven and Earth, crashing, colliding, the waters of time are flowing away.
Incandescent, your hope, your rage and your beauty,
the eyes can't see what the soul desires,
fragile and broken, your hope and your beauty,
the eyes don't see what the heart desires.
Sometimes i think of you, in your shallow, rotting grave,
prayers fall from my lips like tears,
sometimes i think of you, in your hollow, shallow grave,
your bones rattle in my dreams at night.
There it is then, the story of a man, who went out walking by the sea,
he went out walking, danced with a fallen star, his spirit soared by the water's edge.
In a dark and lonely place, he wrestled with the Lord, his name etched upon the weeping rock,
in a dark and lonely place, he struggled with the Lord, his name carved upon the weeping rock.
Black wings and holy fire, black smoke and holy fire, his name carved upon the weeping rock,
black smoke and holy fire, black smoke and burning fire, his name etched upon the weeping rock.
Critiques
yenti
16 years 10 months ago
Ninevah
loveslave
16 years 10 months ago
Thanx for taking the time to
yenti
16 years 10 months ago
Ninevah