The phoenix bound too its self threw the sands of time it ashes are scattered
a man chained too the rocks one which he stands alone and forgoton
watching the phoenix fly he wishes his own freedom and the phoenix know's not of his plee for it knows not the sorrow of chains and yet in the darkness they know the same fate
to rise from the ashes too which they fell as the man slowly watchs all he knew pass threw the vail and cross too the world only mortals shall know the plane of death awaits all who do not fly as the phoenix
for the phoenix flys from the hands of death so it know not the fear of an end
hellflame3000 · Thu Jan 27, 2005 @ 01:25am · 0 Comments |