SWICK by Christopher B. Naoku (new books to read TXT) 📕

Dawn of guidance

(Intro)


Gates of life


Silence of life once again

Have I not told you?

When you said it with a doubt

As you sway away like

Coward in your strife


Tell me thy life as it lays in your

Hands full of grief and pride

Never reveals thy self


As thy gliding light of the nightly

Moon shines upon the flowing meadows

As I lay thinking as though my words into

Oblivion

And when thy day?s falls like

A feather of a sparrow


Deaf in the ears has never been told as you see

When you lay in the depts. Of salvation


As I lay under thy wings of

Light as I plea unto you

Forever in you I stand


In this rowing chambers slowing in

Death I freeze turning my plea for hope

Yet turning into despair

Drinking ever so desperate

For life


Living my last breath withering light

Scorching to pain of silence

As the dorm closes me

Into the dark of shame


Dwell in greed


Turning your guilt into righteousness

Can never occur when you are already told

Everyday my life fades

As though a flower with

Falling pedals


Making the dwelling of my life as it goes away into

The eternal place while my vessel moves on with

My life behind as I died inside

Thought my words are not

Anywhere to be heard yea though

My spirit is true


As it shall be true to thy souls

Sleep in the living life

Of their days as it slips

Away for the sake of the one

Forever sees


As thy grace of the elder comes unto me thought my chest was

Pounding deeply from the light of thy elder

As he draws himself closer

Shall I will fall

Ever so deep to my knees


Wao unto thee that cast thy blasphemy on others

For they shall be put to death

Of punishment


A death of a inner soul

(Instrumental)


Graven souls


Do you remember? Our time together

Do you remember? The bond that we once

Shared


Thy glowing light crash?s down

In the sound of darkling pastors

When sinking creatures

Scurries away through the dark

In their sight

Not your own shall I be in existence

Control of thy voice of thou who speaks


Raise thy hearts conceal thy saying of the wise

Let not go of thy promise


As the tone mocks a sound never shall I be contempt

As the moon turns to blood the ashes scurries


In dismay my voice has never been known

For the more I try

Cure my will as I get trapped in a bird?s fowler

The water of the field reforces thou

Master


When the time comes I shall remember you

As my own and taking hold under my wings

As I shelter the jewel life

My soul forever rejoices


I never forget thy memory of you

For ye shall always be under my wings

And never will ye be forsaken


Come my child under my wings


As I died in the ashes of peace in memory

May you always be in my vessel


Skeleton Hell flames


In reality you know your cost

In your heart as it

Reveals your troubles yet you reframe

Your sorrow as the pain of silence hurts you more

Inside you is more anger

For to put another in pain of your troubles

Thou as control in thy spiritual flesh


To proceed thy pity life

Hurting souls that have never cost you

War as I watched you

In heart plots more silence even more evil as the scooping

Moon light shines into thy human

When it becomes worse than you can possibly

Imagine


An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth

As more than you will ever reap in your punishing

Life with repentance


Selfless strive among ones vessel to his soul as I stand in the darkness

Feeling faded and pain

Thy choices to thy mind have I ever treat you

Such torment?

What have I done to make you feel like a withering?

As I saw your thoughts drowning in mercy

Of your own doing

What pressure as sins awakes in the door of your soul?

Such greed and arrogance


Let it be as you move on, to another life

Thou much more folds to your

Desires will come, may ye never be

Hungary again nor in sorrow


Thy sun of the elder shall deliver thy pains away

My inner being shall be shouting for joy

As thy vessel falls to ashes


Hymn of terror


My soul shall forever be known

All who deceives shall be put to stone

Among thy folly ways

For years my soul has wondered for protection

As I awake unto to thee

Graven everlasting light

Oh how great thou voice ever so holy

As many waters hears unto their

Needs as the voices weep for

Life of yours to be


Oh thou grateful sorrow has come unto thy

Tone of the voice of glory

Yet ye shall sacrifice for another to be

Whole again

To claim a new is to lose the old to

Lose a new and reclaim the new

Treasure in your will


Never will it go as the days tumbles down like the leaves


When you will your time will be to rest

As thy blue skies brighten


When the stroven tides bounds thy heavy

Life at the foot of thy soul

Cost more than his wealth

As thy weary vessel walks


When all has passed ye shall carry thy burdens to the

Place of strength

As all of the graven soul arise from thy song of glory

So the last voice they awaken

Arise out the weeping ashes of slumber when the light of the elders

Strike behold thy soul becomes new

And restored to purity


When the ghost of death shadows the light away from thy souls

To the lies

Shall it be true?

Or never will?

Thy lairs will keep thy souls holy for the cometh of struggle

As they will when terror strikes upon thee


Ye shall never give in to the

Neither weak nor thy wicked

Fowlers of nature


Tomb watcher

(Instrumental)


A fatal grail


Now you will see the years I suffered

Your hearts wonder as I will reveal to you

As you should never hear like deaf

Too stubborn to be

Right


I keep asking myself

To you does it seem as though u fade so quickly?

As the whirlwind tumbles your grace shall be

Also in thee beyond


Seeking for blood that has no possession

In thy eyes


Warming crimson life flows to the ground

As the green pastors draws in purity

From blood


In a shelter feeling cold and all of the shivers

From my sins

As the wind blows may my sense be known

In plea for me own doing


As the leaves sweeps away like gust

Do my wrong in silence your

Heart pleas for purity


While sitting in the darkness feeling unholy

Punished by the darken voices around me

As something with me screams


For peace shaking like the trees in the wind

In your eyes I see your folly

As it remains yet nor the righteousness


Have I deserve this much though

Much to bear as my soul can take

My soul away to and fourth my

Own darken torment ways


When suffering comes as it comes and comes

Again will I be free from this darken curse?

Shall I die in wickedness or with honor?

Alone with my elder god in heaven


As peace be still with such light

Never seen in days time


Waken up with the light of my elder

As his Forgiven light flourishes over me

Never the same shall I be again


Silent Voices


Come to me my child

Let me make you whole again

With the gift I have for you


Never shall I be contempt into darkness with a fatal

Sound though a last song before my

Death as it has been spoken


My soul frozen trapped in ice as the voices keeps

Coming fourth with destruction

Crying out for mercy purity


Such dying words stumble as it strays away

Tones into darkling waves as the moon yet it glides like the light

More and more shadows comes with more

To say


While I wonder in the woods more to come

As I search for my light of hope

Though can never be found


Oh my son never be driven through thy weakness of your own ways

Defeat your flesh as you walk your way to your light

As he no more hears yet troubles in his heart


In dismay he becomes

In the darken shadows a tear never was found

Nor to be seen


Oh father remake me in to many

That I may not fall again for I have failed with my own darkness

Show me thy destination though I

Shall go


In this turn of tragedy shall I find my light?

For it has my hope

When all has gone never will I be hungry again