These are my cousins


Forever Finding SpiritsWhen looking at the worldForever Finding Spirits
Seeing the smallest thing
Smelling the most awful thing
May seem that is that
But if our world has endless possibilities Than could it be possible That they watch They who around
They who move They who guide and protect They are invisible except
For the corner of the eye Some say it the will and work of the world But if the world is this way Then is it possible that they are here They see us in every way They don’t judge They except Looking for them is wrong in a way You’ll never find the one your l


Looking GlassAs I look around the room A single point shows you I can see your scarsLooking Glass
In the moving picture
I see your past I know where you have been I know your emotions I know your mind A labyrinth of tunnels all around Seeking into the troubles Soaking into the problems Showing the flaws
Never finding the exit to your maze And yet when I see you You are the same
Never to change
Perfect as a reflection
When you look into a looking glass That is what you expect
But looking into one is different Than living in one


Longing for the LongingI have looked into you, I have seen you,Longing for the Longing
As I lay on the floor, You are in the sky, The stars are your home, I have to stay behind, As the grass grows on the ground, The sky turns the storms, Present events turn to past, The future turns to the present, As you are on the ground, I watch over you,
I have touched you from afar, As I lay on the floor, Among the trees is your home, I shall wait until you’re here, As the ice covers the air, The planet slowly grows, The future turns to the present, Present events turn to past, I


Ominous of the OtherThe ominous presence of your soul, The dark aura of your spirit consumes The world around blows a harsh wind, As acid falls from the sky, The shakes for the sake of all, Red lights during the day, Three moons in the sky, Look upon the stars, Feeling in my bones shutters my body, The aching in my spirit shows in my heart, As a fire burns in front me, To light the way of my path, Coming from the darkness of a past, A singing songbird in the pitch of midnight, Sin is the word that rings out, Honor is the mind of the body, Wrong is how it feels,Ominous of the Other
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If you can't beat them, join them, then beat them.
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Simius Perpetuum Amoerm!
So Mote It Be!
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