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Through the dim lighting

the visual sights of sparks flying

making the body hesitate before entering any battlezone

the sound of gunfire

bullets spraying

wondering when and if they'll stop

holding my rifle close i pray

with the last pump of adrenaline

throwing your body to the wolves

knowing very well existence may end

rifle scope lined up 

bang,bang,still just shattered noise in the pendulum of war

the angel of death watching me with sinister eyes

waiting for the one mistake that will lead me to to the grave

soldiers prayer

the rite of the flames has arisen in the minds of conscious thoughts...leading us to our entwined destinations.. throughout the rise of anger and unanticipated actions we still stand strong. though weakened in more ways than one we thrive... angel blood running through the veins of those who must fight for others salvation.with the demons running in the shadows attacking those whom we cannot ... an unusual alliance but still bound for the protection of the innocents. awaiting the call of the horn to sound us to respond to the crisis's that will arise. and when the end of times come the angels will fly fast and far to aid us in that final heated battle .we still await for the signs from the earth,air,and the water to lead us on our righteous path. strength in numbers strength in faith,strength of will,and the strength of bonds unknown have allowed us to mass together in unions of friendships that will never burn down to nothing. .. may gaia protect you and allow the light to protect you from the corruption and the darkness... safe shelter be upon you all ..... exert from the legion project hidden files

pray for me and never let your thoughts lead to pity ... to pity me is to forsake me and show that your mind is uncontrollably sheltered ... to see the difference between showing you care and just flatly saying your not worth my time . these times so hard that we may very well be pitied by the entire world . i turn my back to those who do for my strength is my own and i do not pity myself so why would i allow others to do so .... i will spread my truth to those who have crossed my path ... forcing my feet to take me far and wide to allow the ripple effect that i call change .... with the angels flying shotgun fixated on protecting me from mischief ... and the demons hiding in the shadows . the taint of corruption reaching out and choking the points of our chakra. like a needle used for acupuncture i walk through fumes and in my wake the flowers rise.. supporters of the phoenix have risen and follow in my burning wake . i do this for my love and i shall find you in the darkness. i will seek you out and pull you from the corruption . to hoist you up on my shoulders allowing you to breathe and truly destress .these are my emotions my feelings .this is who i am . basic aspects thrown into one calming shadow and mixed with grains of the earth to bolster my resolve . this body of light and darkness seeking to drop the pendulum . tict tock tick tock shattered noise in the influentious miracle that i strive to bring .. i do this for love . for you and with this as my guide my heart shall shoot true

do you see this forest 
this is nature at its core 
to walk where others have walked 
but dare not live 
for the luxuries of the modern life 
have turned us away from our roots 
i only wish to bring old traditions to a newer state of knowledge
to show that the world needs us as much as we need it 
where would we be with no ground under our feet
this is the druid
some call me a druid
others call me a demon
and the rare few who have seen my light 
call me the white angel
i consider myself a part of all worlds 
and i know now that my role in this 
is not to seek change but to allow it
the white angel rises and the druid leads the way 
the demon only used when there are no other choices 
i know i am far from pure and far from perfect
but look around you ive seen far worse than those decisions that i have made
my life in a nutshell amounts to nothing except to those i call my own
though now i suffer the fame of my words 
and from this i will shy away 
for people to mistake my words and use them to their own purposes 
shows me that the world is sliding faster and faster downhill
my personality aspects are unchangeable at the core of my soul
i know what i want and who i want to be .
though times call for more allowing all three of my personalities 
to thrive and flow through me . this is the white angel 
for you whom step in my way and strive to challenge me
the demon unleashes its anger and hatred 
i show you a new path but that does not mean i am not corrupted
the major point is corruption is controllable in small amounts 
and though i choose not to openly use my demonic side 
i fear that times have made it hard not to call upon my darker side 
this is the demon 
i am who i am and im here to stay

with the rain drenching my mood

the storm arises on the horizon

to retreat in the face of adversity 

is something to stand strong against

in the face of death 

one must laugh to free the turmoil 

brewing in ones' own soul

or join the thousands that tremble 

and fear what awaits them 

whether it be death or life

the will to survive carries me

i have hid in the shadows for far to long 

attempting survival in a world full of misery

a world full of hate 

love is sought but rarely found

so my perception has grown

and my thoughts turn to rebellion

to throw the seeds of love out into the world

to help grow family values with the aid of the rain

untill the trees of compassion grow once more 

flying through the skies
with the mountaintops looming smaller
the airs chilly breeze flowing around you
and with the heat of the sun descending
the darkness of the night rising
this flight of untold imaginings
the souls glance at freedom 
though when the sun dawns again
to reawaken soul intact 
one of the greatest feelings of freedom
lie in you when the light hits your face
to awaken from one freedom to another
one where anything is possible
as long as you can dream it
the flight of the soul is freedom incarnate 
always defending from chaos with strength immeasurable
true freedom comes from the mind but only the soul can acheive lift off
and with hearts guidance the terminal will always be active
finding a journey and allowing a way to come back home 

from the suns light
to the darkness of the night
everything we see around us
was created for us to see beauty
in a place where we choose to see none
time continuing the growth 
when the eyes of the many grow weary
just know that all you need to do is look
and comprehend
i see beauty in every act of nature 
beauty in spirit 
beauty in form
every act of kindness
every act of love
these are the times when sight
overrules all the other senses
sight is all that is needed
other than a mental connection
to truly see the sights 
beauty surrounds us in every way
all i ask is that you take the time 
to look before there is nothing left
to see

the call has been sent 
and those who listened have come 
the trials of the world are now ours 
to show our true colors and unite 
our only goal to show the path
the way of living that most have forgotten
to know that true love exists in this hell
that we have made for us 
giving us a lil peace of heaven
those who oppose us try to take everything
that we worked so hard to achieve and this wont stand 
The end may be soon if we cant stop the tyrants 
that we placed in charge of us 
they sent out a sirens call that led us to our dooms
so we send the symphony of love and strength to counteract
the evil that constantly spreads 
with no messiah at hand we are alone 
we are legions rebels 
those with many faces that can force the change 
against this deadly assailant