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Armies have conquered
And fallen in the end
Kingdoms have risen
Then buried by sand
“My daughters, The world needs you now more than ever.” The Father of all spoke in a voice that echoed throughout the huge camber that held nothing but three female angels. “Return to the world you once new, but know no more. It needs you; I can feel it’s pain and taste the blood that drips of the ends of the world I created.”
The Earth is our mother
She gives and she takes
She puts us to sleep and
In her light we'll awake
“You all died young, I took your lives away from you. Now, I’m going to give them back. You must return to the life of the living. I will be watching as the clouds roll. Do not forget everything you have been taught, but treasure it instead. It is the only gift I can send my most sacred gift to my children of Earth; Their saviors, the light.”
We'll all be forgotten
There's no endless fame
But everything we do
Is never in vain
“Now, go back to the place you never called home. Save it and protect it. Learn to love it; it’ll become your home. We won’t forget you up here, and neither will many below once you leave your marks. Change the world, my daughters. Change it, and with it, yourselves.” The voice ended with a fade. Nothing sounded in the chamber. Soon a breeze strolled in through a window and swept through the room, leaving it empty.
We're part of a story, part of a tale
We're all on this journey
No one is to stay
Where ever it's going
What is the way?
The wind that came down from above traveled across the three worlds slowly. He searched every nook and cranny; every face he passed. He had orders to find the safest place each angel. Where they could grow up once again, but this time without pain. Soon he stopped and gently delivered a present on the doorstep of a widow. She would protect the Earth.
Forests and deserts
Rivers, blue seas
Mountains and valleys
Nothing here stays
The wind continued on his journey. He couldn’t stop until all of his now small parcels had been delivered. There was no way he could return with them. Not finding another place in this world, he traveled down the river that connected it to the next. But before he made it, he was pushed back by a greater wind to the same world he had just come from. But now he looked over another part of the land, and here he found a beautiful couple. It was there that he left the second present, placed near the gentle waves of the Water.
While we think we witness
We are part of the scene
This never-ending story
Where will it lead to?
He then floated away, this world wasn’t right for his next prize. That he knew without any help. He traveled light, but when it came to a tight crevice, he couldn’t take all of him. And so the parcel dropped from his arms. She dived toward the ground. He tried to stop her, but he couldn’t pick her up again. The wind moved away knowing he had lost her to this world. But she would be safe in these mountains of Ice.
The earth is our mother
She gives and she takes
But she is also a part
A part of the tale
The wind, he returned to the smiling of parting clouds. The day was done, his journey over, the Father satisfied. It was time for peaceful rest.
We're part of a story, part of a tale
We're all on this journey
No one is to stay
Where ever it's going
What is the way?
Now the deed was done; His angels were sent. They were left to their own devices and that of the world around them. But the world depended on them; their shoulders would hold a heavy burden. Now, though, it was time.
We're part of a story, part of a tale
Sometimes beautiful and sometimes insane
No one remembers how it began.
Song- Never Ending Story by; Within Tempation
 Dark_Wolfen_Angel · Mon Mar 05, 2007 @ 08:00pm · 0 Comments |
