LOW - Album Cover

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Behold i tell you a mystery...
In a moment
In the blinking of an eye
We will be changed...

Body sown in corruption
Raised in incorruption
Sown in dishonor
Raised in glory

Borne the image of the man of dust
We will bear the heavenly...
When the mortal puts on immortality
Hades where is your victory?


 
We all search for the sun in the sky
Seeking glory in death rather than peace in life
Forever wonder, how can I fly?
Bound to the past, struggling, what a strife
Born in the black of night was I
Under the Giant's twisted knife

The Gods don't know of me
Here I stay, no longer in fear
Their point in grace, I no longer see
Everything became blurred yet sheer
In this state of Hell
I am my own God, not some unseen force
They all want my soul for their own to sell
Not realizing the faberic it's made from is corse


:) you write very well!
 
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Way to go Liz cool poem you wrote too ...who's the "Giant"? :eek:

(wtf with the other 84+ peeps... they can't say SHHHHHIIIIIITOLA?!):cry:







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greek mythology sucks, so your allusions aren't really very touching to me, however there are some good philosiphical lines. You like that kind of stuff check out Death. Here's one of my favorites...

"from rivers of sorrow, to oceans deep with hope; I have travelled them; there's no turning back, the limit's the sky, I ask my questions why? what today? When tomorrow?"
-RIP Chuck Schuldiner