Though time assumes its role to flee
I feel I need not fear the end
And simply wish that I may mend
This dreary sense of monotony
No bounds of Earth, nor chains of fate
Shall limit spirit willingly
As fights rage through eternity
To drift beyond that final gate
Through preservation time stands still
Though evil claws towards the sky,
They grasp no touch of human will
As I ascend, in Hell they lie
And mar themselves with roar and shrill
My wings outspread, to light I fly
You Will Be That Tree by RabidEchidnaLIVE, literature
Literature
You Will Be That Tree
The rolling stone gathers no moss
But the moss grows on the side of the tree
You will be that tree
But only in spirit
Earth turns backwards
And time reverses
Maybe now
I can avoid that thing that sucked
My brother in heaven
My sister in the Elysian Fields
My mother in purgatory
My father
Right here
In my heart
Metaphorically
But also literally
Alastor my dear
My heart fills with love
Your soft lips kiss
Like heaven above
My love yearns for you
My heart it pants on
So long I waited
To sing you this song
Alastor my love
Our time is now come
Past so is over
Your heart is now won