Saturday, January 24, 2009

I am a God.

Born to life,
Surrounded by death.

Brought to a world,
Drowning deep in regret.

Cast in a game,
Where no one can win.

Brought up with pain,
And the peace within.

I am not this mortal soul,
I am but higher.
I don't sway on borrowed winds,
I am the wind itself.
I am more than heavens rod,
I am a God.

Made to regret,
The choice of my life.

And I stand to forget,
My conscience, my pride.

I will stand upon the land,
That you laid to waste.

I will rise more than a man,
And bring it up again.

I am not this mortal soul,
I am but higher.
I don't sway on borrowed winds,
I am the wind itself.
I am more than heavens rod,
I am a God.

I am the one hope of life,
One chance to save.
One hope to give.
And change these regrets.

I am not this mortal soul,
I am but higher.
I don't sway on borrowed winds,
I am the wind itself.
I am more than heavens rod,
I am a God.




P.S.> This song goes out to a saviour. Someone who helps and rises up from a downfall of civilization. May it be anyone. For many right now, its Obama. Though he's not a god, and this reference can be taken wrongly, the song sort of fits.

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