A New World, by HangmanTheory Subscribe to rss feed for HangmanTheory

Out of darkness, 
Comes a miracle;
Life itself,
Produced by a striking song.

My higher being,
May you forever rule this land,
Protect us and love us,
That is, if you can.

The grass grows,
And the darkness comes to life.
Morning dawns on a perfect day,
I’m witnessing a wonder.

In this new world,
Animals speak their mind,
Humans are no where to be found,
And we like it this way.

Imagine it:
A world without buildings, traffic and crowds.
A world with only nature,
And real freedom.

But and evil has come into our world,
A Witch by any other name;
The destroyer of worlds.
This land will soon be full of turmoil.
Posted: 2006-01-03 23:58:25 UTC

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