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Eclipse Of Faith

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 without heads

We've evoked the eclipse of faith
Upon the death of martyrs
We live hiding under the cave of the acceptable
Trampling upon the truth of the inevitable


Danny El
Copyright 2014

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