Friday, August 7, 2009

I m hunting high and low

I feel the wind in my hair,and it's whispering, telling me things,of the storm that is gathering nearfull of power I'm spreading my wings
Now I'm leaving my worries behindFeel the freedom of body and mindI have started my journey,I'm drifting away with the windI go
I am Hunting High and Lowdiving from the sky abovelooking for, more and more, once againI´m Hunting High and LowSometimes I may win sometimes I´ll loseIt´s just a game that I play
After the storm there's a calmthrough the clouds shines a ray of the sunI am carried from all of my harmthere is no-one that I can't outrun
Now I'm leaving my worries behindFeel the freedom of body and mindI have started my journey,I'm drifting away with the windI fly
I am Hunting High and Lowdiving from the sky abovelooking for, more and more, once againI'm Hunting High and LowSometimes I may win sometimes I'll loseIt's just a game that I play

Karma

I am a king of honorgold and glorybut every king must also diehave I been just and righteouswhat is gloryI know I've torn and taken lifeand here I standa small and simple man
who will trade his karma for my kingdoma sacrificial rite to render truththe fire in my soul rejects my wisdomcause all you do in life comes back to you
I am a king in crisiscounting minutesthere is an ending to my reignmy sins have come to face meI can feel itthat I have lived my life in vainand now I know I'll reapthe seeds I've sown
who will trade his karma for my kingdoma sacrificial rite to render truththe fire in my soul rejects my wisdomcause all you do in life comes back to you
am I madI feel so void and coldwho can tellwho holds the stories untoldtired and tremblingI am descendingwill I have to stay hereand live this life again