Falling down from high beyond
Far beyond where malice spawns
Far beyond both love and hate
Far beyond what man creates

There lies now what can be found
A shockwave slow of Emereal sound
passing ‘neath the torrid waves
passing quickly to paths it paves

Upon these paths where demons ride
torrid voids where old pain lies
washing past what was my home
now they wash on me alone

Strange it is to feel this urge
my body quakes with a frightful surge
Emotions slowly coming back
Can I cope with what I lacked?

A shockwave new, but not before
Emotions skewed with holy wars
good and evil, right and wrong
but do either to I belong?

I have been far and away
I have left the world today
I’ve come back a moment before
and now I see the fate that I have stored…….

I am not evil, but I am in pain
I am no thunder, but in the rain
and so with this my walk begins
perhaps we will meet and read again

~Roke