Post by serenity on Jun 12, 2008 0:00:22 GMT -8
Before you leave,
Make sure to conceive, that in you,
I no longer believe.
When you crept into my soul,
I thought that the intent
Behind your presence was to console
Instead, you became a source of perpetual regret.
Black Mark, you are the source of all evil,
For your poisonous potent contaminates minds
And makes the purest of hearts become spiritually feeble.
The seeds that you scatter through the soul
Make the mind heedless and less receptive to what’s good.
The products of such seeds produce a bigger Black Mark that gets out of control.
In tern, the heart becomes completely sealed and never receptive to what’s good.
You rejoice at the mission accomplished,
For you think that in this state, we will forever remain.
You celebrate because our hearts and minds have gone astray.
You become boastful because you’ve made our aspirations strictly mundane.
You travel with pride in an effort to delude and mesmerize other souls.
Your illusions make you believe that they will come running to you in scores.
You become ecstatic because you destroy the very core of a good society,
Making it hard for individuals to experience the heart of piety.
Before you leave,
Make sure to conceive, that in you,
I no longer believe.
For deep inside the heart that you think you’ve hijacked lies a precious
Gem called faith.
Although its exterior may seem dusty, the inside carries its invaluable trace.
From now on, driving you away will be our purpose,
For our goals transcend the confines of the mundane.
You may be leading the show in this world,
But between now and The Day, your schemes will grow old.
We will assure you, that we will never remain kindred spirits,
For in our visions, we see an abode abundant with never ending merits…
Make sure to conceive, that in you,
I no longer believe.
When you crept into my soul,
I thought that the intent
Behind your presence was to console
Instead, you became a source of perpetual regret.
Black Mark, you are the source of all evil,
For your poisonous potent contaminates minds
And makes the purest of hearts become spiritually feeble.
The seeds that you scatter through the soul
Make the mind heedless and less receptive to what’s good.
The products of such seeds produce a bigger Black Mark that gets out of control.
In tern, the heart becomes completely sealed and never receptive to what’s good.
You rejoice at the mission accomplished,
For you think that in this state, we will forever remain.
You celebrate because our hearts and minds have gone astray.
You become boastful because you’ve made our aspirations strictly mundane.
You travel with pride in an effort to delude and mesmerize other souls.
Your illusions make you believe that they will come running to you in scores.
You become ecstatic because you destroy the very core of a good society,
Making it hard for individuals to experience the heart of piety.
Before you leave,
Make sure to conceive, that in you,
I no longer believe.
For deep inside the heart that you think you’ve hijacked lies a precious
Gem called faith.
Although its exterior may seem dusty, the inside carries its invaluable trace.
From now on, driving you away will be our purpose,
For our goals transcend the confines of the mundane.
You may be leading the show in this world,
But between now and The Day, your schemes will grow old.
We will assure you, that we will never remain kindred spirits,
For in our visions, we see an abode abundant with never ending merits…
