Arte Musica: Andersson Arte - A cappella Selection ° #alternative

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Arte Musica: Andersson Arte - A cappella Selection ° #alternative

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Original poem-

Part I

I don’t know where I’m heading
I don’t know where I’ve been
My memories forgotten, and my past is closing in
Without you, I’m so lost and afraid
I go out of my mind, it’s your love that I crave
I wonder about my future, I grave upon the past
Too many broken promises, the lesson has been learnt
For me there’s no direction, no path for me to take
No hope I’ve lost control, for life I seek my way
I search for all the answers, but I’m left without a clue
I’m left out here wandering, so lost and confused
I feel my soul is comforted when I hear your name
Your love it gives me strength, but will I ever see the way?

Part II

Crippled by thoughts
Not even I can comprehend
A train wreck of emotion
Into the dark void I descend
This grey matter is a prison
From which I can't escape
Destruction of thy self
Evidently mind rape.

Undeserved of your love
A statement so profound
I will push you to the edge
Onto the proving ground.

Emotionally contorted
My soul begins to bleed
Darkness overwhelms
Becoming selfish in my need
Within the devil's grasp
I must overcome this plight
For even in despair
A greater hope will come to light.

Undeserved of your love
A statement so profound
I will push you to the edge
Onto the proving ground.

Part III

Hollow at heart they bore frowns on their face
Stepping in tow through winter's embrace
Snow covered bodies now littered the streets
A product of violence ignited by creed
Blood is perspired with each crooked step
A slew of those slain within inches of death
Their hearts palpitating as time it is nigh
A final glimpse caught with sorrowful eyes
Murderous swine unperturbed by their deeds
Continue with malice to force their beliefs
As the body count rises humanity breaks
None too concerned as their hearts are displaced
Blinded by passion for what they believe
A promise of Heaven which Satan conceived
Upon the destruction of all that is good
In Hell they will weep for the misunderstood.

Part IV

You are transparent
I see through you with my piercing blue eyes
There are no truths that you can hide
For I know your darkest secrets
Such burning desires
I see through you to my naked soul
Oh, how you hold me deep within
You are me
I have become you
We are moulded together
How I love thee
Dear window to this peep show.