Achluophobia ~Fear Of Darkness~

The Sun May Be Clouded
Yes, Even The Sun
Will Sweep On Its Course
Till The Cycle Is Run
And Then Into Chaos
The System Is Hurled
Again Shall The Builder Reshape A New World
Your Path May Be Clouded
Uncertain Your Goal
Move On,For Your Orbit Is Fixed To Your Soul
And Though It May Lead
To The Darkness Of The Night
The Touch Of The Builder
Shall Give It New Life
You Were, You Will Be
Know This While You Are
Your Spirit Has Traveled
Both Long And Far
It Came From A Source
To The Source It Returns
The Spark Which Was Lighted
Eternally Bore
It Slept In A Jewel
It Leapt In A Wave
It Roamed In The Forest
It Rose From The Grave
It Took On Strange Garbs
For Long Eons Of Years
And Now In The Soul
Of Yourself It Appears
From Body To Body
Your Spirit Speeds On
It Seeks A New Form
When The Old One Has Gone
And The Form That It Finds
Is The Fabric You Wrought
On The Loom Of The Mind
From The Fabric Of Thought
As Dew Is Drawn Upwards
In Rain To Descend
Your Thoughts Drift Away
And In Destiny Blend
You Cannot Escape Them
For Petty Or Great
Or Evil Or Noble
The Fallow Your Fate
Somewhere On The Same Planet
Sometime And Somehow
Your Life Will Reflect
Your Thoughts Of You Now
My Law Is Unerring
No Blood Can Atone
The Structure You Built
You Will Live In Alone
From Cycle To Cycle
Through Time And Space
You Will Always Desire
The Soul Wearing A Face
One Day You'll Hear A Voice
When All Is Said And Done
And Two Souls Torn Apart
Will Once Again Be One
And When That Day Comes
Your Hearts Will Both Pause
With Love For The Purpose
And Loss For The Cause
We Are Our Own Devil
We Are Our Own God
We Design Our Paths
From The Footsteps We Trod
And Nothing Will Save
You From Error Or Sin
Till You Yourself Listen
To The Spirit Within

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