The Throne
My path isn't clear,
Hindered with my deepest fears,
Laid out across my weary years
But it's a walk I'll have to make,
My demons, I'll have to break
From nightmares I'll have to wake,
For this isn't the end,
My throne I have yet to accend.
The Throne
My path isn't clear,
Hindered with my deepest fears,
Laid out across my weary years
But it's a walk I'll have to make,
My demons, I'll have to break
From nightmares I'll have to wake,
For this isn't the end,
My throne I have yet to accend.
The Throne
My path isn't clear,
Hindered with my deepest fears,
Laid out across my weary years
But it's a walk I'll have to make,
My demons, I'll have to break
From nightmares I'll have to wake,
For this isn't the end,
My throne I have yet to accend.
Rebirth
Uncertainties come to reality,
So I close my eyes and look for me,
The one whom I want to be,
Confounded by the chains of reality,
Sinking deep in the sea of hesitancy,
I try to reach out to the fading rays of light I see,
The waves of deep
Pull me back to sleep
I wake up in a palace of illusions,
The doors I open lead me to confusions,
No longer being able to distinguish real and surreal
I am not sure what I want to feel.
Nailed to a whirling wheel
My will is spined off of me like a thread on a reel.
Unsure of what I believe,
I fail to see what I can achieve,
I float in the sea of uncertainty,
Desperately looking for the shores of reality,
Which I never seem to find,
On the verge on losing my mind
The sea gives birth to a hurricane,
A surge of lament through my veins.
I find myself at the eye of the storm
Here and now, I am reborn.
Glory be to The King of Kings
Destinies have been sealed
All paths lead to His throne
Where shadows dissolve
The Glorious
Garments
The Designer weaved the sky,
A fine garment with an embroidery of the Sun,
The Moon and the stars,
Then all is assured about the garment that covers you
The Throne
My path isn't clear,
Hindered with my deepest fears,
Laid out across my weary years
But it's a walk I'll have to make,
My demons, I'll have to break
From nightmares I'll have to wake,
For this isn't the end,
My throne I have yet to accend.
Rebirth
Uncertainties come to reality,
So I close my eyes and look for me,
The one whom I want to be,
Confounded by the chains of reality,
Sinking deep in the sea of hesitancy,
I try to reach out to the fading rays of light I see,
The waves of deep
Pull me back to sleep
I wake up in a palace of illusions,
The doors I open lead me to confusions,
No longer being able to distinguish real and surreal
I am not sure what I want to feel.
Nailed to a whirling wheel
My will is spined off of me like a thread on a reel.
Unsure of what I believe,
I fail to see what I can achieve,
I float in the sea of uncertainty,
Desperately looking for the shores of reality,
Which I never seem to find,
On the verge on losing my mind
The sea gives birth to a hurricane,
A surge of lament through my veins.
I find myself at the eye of the storm
Here and now, I am reborn.
Glory be to The King of Kings
Destinies have been sealed
All paths lead to His throne
Where shadows dissolve
The Glorious
Garments
The Designer weaved the sky,
A fine garment with an embroidery of the Sun,
The Moon and the stars,
Then all is assured about the garment that covers you