It is dark, dark in a land of man. Where have all the deer gone?
Under a moon lit sky you wonder, searching . . . searching for the deer that are gone.
Times of peace faded away in the dreams of your ancestors.
Now hunted, hated, left to feel no rest, you fade farther into the dark.
Hunt for the lands untouched by hands of man, a land of deer and bison that run strong.
Hunt for the lands where the darkness breaks into beautiful sunlight.
Lands of freedom now passing away in times you can barely remember.
Be free in the hearts of the many that still bestow our blessing on you.
The teacher, teacher of life, of family, and of a true love that resides in the heart of us all.
There is a chain, there a link for everyone.
For each the chain is different, for each the chain is stronger.
We knowingly lock the shackle on ourselves, we know the cost of no reward.
We take the chain with us always, never to be unshackled once more.
The shackle of a world that we made, we help destroy.
The shackle of the job you have, the money you need.
All this we began, we knew not what it would be then.
Knowing all too well what it is now.
Rich or poor, weak or strong, you have a chain thats binds you to the floor.
The chain that you shackled to you of your own knowing.
The key is gone if there were ever one there at all.
Now you are bound, for all life until you are weak and old, sick and decaying.
You are bound . . . . just as much as each of us are.
Love, hate, money, power, respect, and so many others, all shackles.
Shackles we forged and forged for our children, and our grandchildren.
Bound until the chains we have made choke the world you know until it moves no more.
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Chains are heavy, but they sure help the work truck get through mud. Its a good thing haha.
As the world falls apart . . .where will you hide from me?
In this time of no one and a place of nowhere, what is it that you see most?
Know that i hate you. I hate you deep inside myself.
Why can't i see it? Where are you hiding from me?
Stop now, stop and leave me be for all i wish for is peace.
But i hate you. I hate you and yet i love you so much.
Leave me alone but just please don't leave.
I love you and yet i hate you, where have you ran too inside my head?
Where the hell have you gone too now?
Only then does one see that you are only talking to a mirror.
It is me that i hate from the inside of my own twisted head.
Leave me in my thoughts for i know that i will never be left alone.
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