MUSPIRATIONS

With Masked Identity he left the bosom of glorious divinity As Mighty rivers run out of The matrix of infinity Flutes of Justice plays the lullaby of Sin and Restitution A leap of faith drowns In the oceans of oppression Until Justice prevail The devil shall dance the waltz The miracle of flight shall begin The Final Judgement. Often in a lifetime We tread on paths of greed A malicious conspiracy Propels us to sow evil seeds We clutter our souls With peaceful illusions Revolving our timid faith Around the altar of confusion Like wandering shadows We walk into the unknown Searching for peace In the clubhouse of Sodom A cerebral dissension grows In the pulse of the inner me We struggle to maintain bravery In the sight of the enemy Living behind our shadows We've evoked the eclipse of faith Stepping on the toes of fear. Covered with cobwebs of self-hate Reproof becomes the slave That walks on deserts of dismay We look to the sky, upside down Hoping to see spirit walking witho