Listen to Beyond Shadow Lay Virtue by Richard Charles Stevens (Angels Among Demons Suite)
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I never doubted
There was more to life
Than mortal ties that bind
.
I never doubted
The importance lies
In gorgeous eyes
Refined
.
I never doubted
The enormous size
Of thoughts divine immortalised
.
I never doubted reasons why
Wild horses shied advance
.
For I dismounted
Placed my sword aside
And cauterised the scars
.
Of every score assigned the shoreline of my heart
.
I never doubted
That the end commended start
As I rerouted the direction of the stars
Affectionate remembrance seemed the best I could aspire to glance
Through spectacles comprised of slanted glass
.
I never doubted
Intuition
As it led explicitly to chance
.
I never doubted
Each incision bled in tread to unequivocally enhance
.
I never doubted
Evolution
Bred to outlive
Deep contusions
Better dress the ruins of the heart
I never doubted
Problems were solutions to be sought
I never found foregone conclusion
Constituted truth when overwrought
I never doubted
People change
Remained devout
To keep apace
For either way
They’d bleed the same
Cut short
(Either way
They’d bleed the same
Cut short)
.
Either way
They’d bleed the same
Cut short
.
Much sooner persevere than jeer each failed attempt and vent dissatisfaction
Much sooner wait than bolt the gate
Seek fault in traits and castigate
Exasperating any means of traction
.
I never doubted
Actions spoke more candidly than words
Although I never felt great urge to scream and shout
For I needed not be heard to make a sound
And I never doubted
How to be profound
.
May not gain a crowd
But I still bleed the same devout
That I was right to stand my ground and stick around
.
I never doubted
Each incision bled in tread to unequivocally enhance
I never doubted
Evolution
Bred to outlive
Deep contusions
Better dress the ruins of the heart
.
I never doubted
There was more to life
Than mortal ties that bind
I never doubted
The importance lies
In gorgeous eyes
Refined
I never doubted
The enormous size
Of thoughts divine immortalised
I never doubted reasons why
Wild horses shied advance
For I dismounted
Placed my sword aside
And cauterised the scars
Of every score assigned the shoreline of my heart
.
Richard Charles Stevens
Keeper of The Crimson Quill
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