Agathodaimon Throughout The Fields Of Unshaded Grace
Throughout The Fields Of Unshaded Grace
Throughout the field
Of unshaded grace
Within the land
Of the neverending sun
With all the appropriate compliance
I strive for the sunset
For all time from now to then
I can not free myself from the memory
Warmth surrounding me
In the darkest corner of my mind
A childish joy overwhelming me
While aggrieving insects
Smashing rocks on them
A wholeheartedly joy
Aggrieving, crushing
It fills me from the navel to the chaff
Now, as I refuse to soar myself above others
It's getting cold, deep inside of me
It's been a decision of my mind, not of heart.
A coldness that makes me shiver
Catches up to me, displaces warmth.
Abiding my decision
I ache for the times I was free
To unleash this childish joy and warmth
The decision was made somehow
Without my anticipation.
It's a long way from home one to the other side
A f..cked up journey
When you try to walk away from yourself
From the darkest corner of your mind
The decision was made somehow
Whitout your anticipation
Into the never-ending sunset
The memory, a so called friend,
Is always accompanying me,
Torturing me by reflecting what I was.
I cannot free myself from the memories
In the land of the never-ending sun
