Spiritual growth Brings out rewards Which gives you the strength To last in this eternal life That has heavily guarded you For a purpose of your worth...
Fearless Jesters has no name That beats to awaken All that is lost To be secluded From the dangers Of what shall be Made hollow And passed off As one.
Silence does not condemn The knowledge of The voiceless Only best kept secrets Remain hidden From the rest of the World As we shall be awaken To find truth
The prison of lost souls Condemns the wisdom To hold unto the madness Of slaying all which Has an attitude to spit Out darkness Which consumes the ugliness that rest Among there dying spirits And shallow bones...
The expression of thought To censor and contain The darkness to space out The silence to surround But will often produce in lyric The need to follow an Unknown logic...
FACED WITH THE PAIN OF HEARTACHE I BECOME THE VICTIM SLOWLY I KEEP SEARCHING WITHIN MYSELF OF HOW I MUST GO UPON MY JOURNEY THERE I SEE THE LOGIC OF MY ESTEEM AND MY WORDS SLOWLY ARRIVING OF MY SENTENCES I SHALL CONTINUE TO SEEK TRUTH AND NOT THAT OF LOGIC FOR I WILL NEVER BE TAKEN AS MISUNDERSTOOD
IS THERE ANY RESPECT TO NOT DECEIVE TO WHICH YOU HOLD ON TO LOST WORDS THAT SHALL DWELL WHAT OTHERS MAY CONQUER WHEN TRYING TO ABSORB THE KNOWLEDGE OF HIDDEN TRUTH SOME MAY STAY IN DARKNESS WHILE OTHERS ARE IN PLAIN SIGHT JUST TO BE SUBTRACTED AND DIVIDED AS JUST ANOTHER EX=FACTOR