This isn't who I am.

Friday, March 12, 2010

You might never meet me, for I am King.
And as we march into the storms eyes,
I find relief in the rain.
I can hind as I lead my army, into certain death.

Eyes over you.
Feel Alive.

And I wanted you to know, today won't go down in stone.

And I wanted you to know, I never meant for this.
Close your eyes, Shut your eyes.