For Our Glory

Upon the dawn we cast our call,

For the end is nigh- the end of night.


Who we call but heavens host,

To banish our fears and bring us peace,

We who served since time was itself,

We who praise He who is King.


What of our reward, we humbly ask,

For we are but children in Your vast shadow.


We pray for guidance in our new light,

For the sun does shine

In Your infinite light.

-Gyasi Neil


Times Demise

 The winds of time might blow our way Turning back our unending age To the past we go, misdeeds undone To right a future so dark and sketchy- The past we seek because it is necessary. To save ourselves from misfortunes query We travel through time, its fabric unraveled Facing our soul we must be strong Guiding and coaching away from wrong. Help us father we beg of thee, Help us finish or we will cease to be.

-Gyasi Neil


Like dormant cancer flowing through my veins,

The hate I nurse closest to my heart,

Running slowly like an icy stream through my brain,

Day after day we never seem to part.


The pain and hurt digs ever deeper,

Hiding from moonlit fields and captivating laughter,

Yet the light of day it seeks to find,

Stumbling through shadows like a man that’s blind.


I seek the heaven so many speak of,

Slitting my veins in blood drenched offering,

Praying to the gods to let me end my suffering,

Their cold indifference, nothing to speak of.


At the end of day a pact we make,

To lie together wrapped tightly in each others arms,

Let death be a friend and welcome companion,

As we leave this world, forfeiting it for the next.

-Gyasi Neil

Time and time again.

So simple yet so profound

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“The trouble is, you think you have time.”

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The Urge of Defiance

Deep within my vast being I feel the tides of purpose rising

the clouds of resolve have started roll upon the horizon

the mortal elixir within my veins has finally started boiling

the whispers of thunder have broken the adamant rampart of fear

my internal tempest has reached its violent and bloody climax

I look into the abyss of my eternal heart for signs of hope

but in the darkness all I find is the omnipotence of passion

And now as I look upon the hordes of drones and their blind reliance

I quietly stoke the infinite flames of purpose, passion and defiance.

Unwillingly Caged

From birth the world gently wraps us in its shackles and chains

And feeds us on the breast of “faith” with tears and blood that stains

As we grow and learn under the caring whip of society and law

Our dreams and aspirations are lovingly bruised and beaten raw

As our minds and souls grow and strengthen our muscles and spirits

We learn to peacefully crusade and battle till we are pushed to our limits

Because even when we are born into mental slavery an unwillingly caged

Know that we have unlimited potential and are uncontainable when we are enraged.

In the flames of Will

The world will not wait

The sky will not weep

Do not lean on  fate

or you will enter the deep

If rebirth is your souls desire

and passion fuels your heart

you must bathe in your wills fire

and forget the fears you felt in the start

Bathe in the ashes of battle as your foe flees

and revel in your radiant rebirth

laugh with the freedom of the breeze

and rest in your new glorious hearth

Revelation Theory


  • He Read a Book, Just One
  • And said I am Done,
  • This knowledge struggle is no fun
  • To become a master thief
  • One need only manage, Belief
  • To tell stories, over and over again
  • Is how to manipulate men and women
  • For if you tell a story a thousand times
  • It becomes the absolute, governing the mind
  • Self hypnosis, will render consciousness
  • Into comatose, snapping reality with neurosis
  • Justifying gaps of mishaps by psychosis
  • And when truth raises its ugly head
  • Swish goes the sword of story telling
  • Rendering it un-said and virtually Dead…R.D.Revilo

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Lights of the End

They shining flames of pain soak into my soul

The burning winds of desire engulf my form

The swarms of war and fire have taken their toll

The rays of knowledge have destroyed the dark storm.

There is no way to stop the waves of fate

But the beacons hope will anchor our will

We will transcend the world of love and hate

And enter a realm were the soul is strong and the spirit still.