Lying by the ever shifting sea.....in the soft still warm sands cold blue eyes stare into the waves. A song slips past cooled lips from the night air......remembering....
"When we wore a heart of stone,
We wandered to the sea.
Hoping to find some comfort there,
Yearning to feel free.
And we were mesmerized by the lull of the night,
And the smells that filled the air.
And we layed us down on sandy ground,
It was cold, but we didn't care.
Yes, we were drawn to the rhythm,
Drawn into the rhythm of the sea.
Yes, we were drawn to the rhythm,
Drawn into the rhythm of the sea.
We fell asleep and began to dream,
When something broke the night.
Memories stirred inside of us,
The struggle and the fight.
And we could feel the heat of a thousand voices,
Telling us which way to go.
And we cried out,
"Is there no escape from the words that plague me so?"
And we were drawn to the rhythm,
Drawn into the rhythm of the sea.
Yes, we were drawn to the rhythm,
Drawn into the rhythm of the sea.
In the still and the silent dawn,
Another day is born.
Washed up by the tireless waves,
The body bent and torn.
In the face of the blinding sun,
We wake only to find.
That heaven is a stranger place,
Than what I've left behind.
And we are drawn to the rhythm,
Drawn into the rhythm of the sea.
Yes, we are drawn to the rhythm,
Drawn into the rhythm of the sea.
And we are drawn to the rhythm,
Drawn into the rhythm of the sea.
Yes, we are drawn to the rhythm,
Drawn into the rhythm of the sea."
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Songs of a Howling Demon
Have you ever heard the cries of the demons? They sing sad songs......songs of pain and love. If you listen closely....perhaps you can find who they're for.
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