Skull - Variance - 4 the soldiers

He's heard the call
Felt the pull of multiple home
Voices past and future
Ghosts and angels feeling alone
A mind on the correct time
A heart in the right places
And in the shadows
A body in all the wrong spaces

It was only just yesterday
Eyes closed inside a movie replay
Vision surreal
A stranger with an equation
Addition by subtraction
Division
A wondrous park and
The tree of creation

Trails to choose
Crossroad
Battles to win or lose
Standing in the middle
Congeners opposing in a line
Two branches of a tree
Running through one vine

He's heard the call
Felt the pull of multiple home
Voices past and future
Ghosts and Angels feeling alone
A mind on the correct time
A heart in the right places
And in the shadows
A body in all the wrong spaces

A warrior incognito
The unnatural eclipse
A benighted ebb and flow
Ancient scales
A sense of right and wrong
And on the other
An extremely malevolent song

In the end I suppose
It's a matter of whose arms
And how much blood is left on the rose
Two ears
One amalgamated wall
Two vastly different tunes
A hungry, hungry wolf
Baying at two totally different moons

He's heard the call
Felt the pull of multiple home
Voices past and future
Ghosts and angels feeling alone
A mind on the correct time
A heart in the right places
And in the shadows
A body in all the wrong spaces

Contemplating twin holes and ships
Invariably
Pining for apocalypse

Variance - For The Soldiers -  © 2004 Ahkenaton  all rights reserved
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