WastelandDo you ever feel like waking, like a project in the making,Someone else directs your future and controls your every move?No way to escape your fate (no), running, stumbling through the darkness,Waiting while your life just fades for a never-coming saviorNoone else to start the changeAnd no footsteps you can follow,You can't win if you don't playGo and find your own wayWill you find the truth, will you fall, forgotten,Searching for a dream lost in space and time,Will you make them see, will you make them follow,Will you find some hope in this wasteland?Did you feel your soul was burning, when you saw that you were turningInto everything you promised, swore you'd never ever beMasks float past you, brightly colored, lying, hiding ugly monstersFind the truth that they deny, see the strings behind the curtainChances can't be lost and foundNo more time to make excusesTake that turn and make it countTime to go your own wayWill you make it through, will you
Red as Blood - O2:Ch7He was building a sand castle. The foundations were ready, but the towers kept falling apart under his clumsy fingers, irritating him. He heard laughter. A girl was kneeling on the other side of his fortress, her smile so full of joy that it almost seemed she was glowing from within."Here, let us help you," she giggled and turned to the castle. She left something beside it that caught his attention, nearly shapeless, iridescent and sparkling. It slowly started climbing the fortress walls, growing tentacle-like limbs."Hey, what's this, umů""Lyssie. I'm Lyssie. And this is my pet. He likes you." He couldn't take his eyes off the creature as it climbed onto his hand. It felt cool and slithery.The waves of the ocean were gently sweeping across the sand. "Would you like me to tell you a story?" He looked at the girl for a moment, then her pet caught his attention again. "Sure, why not.""Long ago, before time was counted and history remembered, there was a star shower. Magnifi
TTAWU11T6: Fortune Cookies NotesGreat power can lie in the smallest of things.The path to the others is the path to oneself.The story of one's future is written in the past.The race of life is one with a predefined ending.A labyrinth of secrets is one without an exit.Illusions eventually ensnare the illusionist.Remember yesterday, live today, dream tomorrow.Nightmares last longer than dreamcatchers.You can't have a shadow if you're hiding in one.Truth is in the eye of the beholder.A smile is the cheapest ticket to the world.It matters not how many times you fall,but how many times you stand up.Even in the biggest loss there is a small victory.If you can't find a way out, make one.A flight of imagination can take you farther than any other.