Words As Weapons - Antaeus

Those meaning and those invective tone we had

What did affect without effect

Took another form one will never neglect

Torments of angels that faded

All those shade I had to sew back making all one

Reaching none while

All those shadows I had to fake

Hiding some form Praying the One…

Trapped in a body

My own betrayer

Not allowing any moves nor excess

An unsharp tool that damage unity

An enemy within that evolves toward statues

Lack of motion, lack of action, Mind overprocessing

For he hath shown the way and put on my path

The pain and the torture of a shattered body

I shall go on, wearing the burden of Pain, turning it

Glorifying it

For it didn’t limit the strong For it didn’t stop the Evilution

For it just changed the process

And made the whole scheme higher

Battling on different mindfield

Words as weapons

Eyes as judges

Smell the viktory

& sense the defeat