Paul Smith was a diligent man He how ever had had no resolution for Clan Or claim of our sept Second before or second after he has achieved his own choir.
In mine pocket I have something Unkown A friend told me it will be glowing I see the sights I spend mine nights I’m a knight I was born to Die Therefor I fight
Another sad and lonely flight I see the sky I wish I could live but I was born to live and was born to die However I do not cry I try, I try and try.
They steal my time from me I give ’em all They won’t set me free The pain hurts The gain flushes It’s alright for some However I won’t be the one who’ll close his eyes on it all… I’m not Saint Jesus or John.
For a sake of humanity Why do we repeat the same mistakes? Why does war never ends? Why there is no trust to simple man? How can a Knight be a mason and yet bring delight To poor and weak to women and children To brave of this world and to pure heartened and lost … Read more
The chaos of the world is closing upon thee I won’t give up ’cause I’m the son of Sun and moon and Altered Gods Now I look inside and see myself alive Once again there is a reason for this disease The world will live When I will leave The Ego dies The mother nature … Read more