The stars have left their ashes within our bones,
with pride we rule this city of fire and stone.
Our minds hold the deepest laws of reality,
this stone castle is a nest of age and insanity.
The seas of eternity flow through our veins ,
time is released within our winds and rains.
The tempest of creation strikes with a symphony,
with wild euphoria we feed on the nectar of epiphany.
The waves roll from the edge of the Earth
the Sun and Moon sit upon their perch.
The sky is dressed in sapphire gown
and proudly wears its rainbow crown.
From which mountain does time spring
what secrets do the grand Oaks sing.
The stars grin with ancient pride
including the stars that rest inside.
For they know the four notes the creator sang
When reality was born from its violent bang.
Poetry, Fiction and Art
A Life's Worth of Observations from a Songwriter and Sound Engineer
It was all fun and games, until the fisticuffs and shenanigans... -Deutschmarc
Elegy's Overture 