Its the aesir to reason you
For matter of what soul
In due, is death that would
So dare yet find to cross.

Centories can mind or two
All at best be kept from
Ungrateful as bitter a fruit
Troubled aripe a venom.

In witt masterred the clue
For debt and till reason
Argued to name its value
Soul to have to be cost.

In wisdom weighted book
Soul saving of to worth
To practice become proof
Know to be of freedom.

Lived longer of any should
Worlds i come to know
New best call an every few
Hours twelve twice both.

Willed to call self introduced
Before far of every soul
Knew had language of tune
Come art supreme form.

Read from eyes all in true
Come to the collector
Due of gods understood
To proverbs skeleton.

Built from word time root
Come every ending of
Too late be the too soon
A home a rest a world.

Its the aesir to be excused
Work be lovemade word
New as dread as powerful
To be as limitless unknow

Written secret mirrorview
All charms willin souls
Rule in a spell more true:
Of right to be to, calls:

To be: RIGHT in the DUE -
PROVERB - SKELETON.

Every art is a form
of a prophecy,
foresight of the future
next great event
of skies and to be
celebrated in the time
of man and in man
The time become
since and untill as
in heart overcomes
the world by love
the hatred and truth
the fear a proof to be
the son of the father
one and same and with
also every and all that
accepts him as his to be
Or to be not. You are free.

Must seem as mad
and craze the sure
By which to voice do
The impossible which
By what else than happy
To nest might be and
By measured as building
a bridge for those that
cant see the other bank.
We were born to know
we are and not knowing
what. As the road keeps through where we step
as by every decision of
we become our decision
as decisions we. Art can
not be taught only learned ones deserved and earned
the trust to honor to do what good work named what did
All to come to be just as you
To sound it a definition to
Limit the expressed limited
As we are free by imagination
In will and to serve the lord
Of lords and king of kings
How can you be of help be
To answer in each and all!

And yet so is by being less
and not more as the gold
is boiled to shape a chain
or whatever form of lock
to try to imprison luck to
as evil the lord while the
good like eldorado on the
first grace of light plants as
bread crumbs to rivers to will
of fate of good fated to find.
Once lost needs that need
far less so much more way to find to satisfy what hunger
or thirst as man and not beggar to ask in right if god in land known so the water worthy of hands used to be crossed to prayer and stomach fed on words of still and having nowhere to go walking as
light as the feather in friendly wind get no further in life and close to be what end to begin at death with walk every step be blessed and known dear in heart to what made the rain the lion and sun and time, as generous glorious powerful and endless enemy or friend of hope and merci the truth its justice to art romance in heart the law said poetic for beautiful for honest therefore right.

As our poor prayers heared.

If you would see her there
Wont you say hi from me
Tell her i am doing okey
That im doing alright here

No honey i am not sad
In fact i wasnt for years
Okey once truth be said
Maybe i am a little bit.

If she wouldnt remember
Please dont remind me
Yea i stole that from dylan
:Remembered n reminded.

And no im not a bad man
Or least trying best to be
Every night i say a prayer
Alright maybe five a week.

The same roads and ways
greeting men on streets
Drink only beer and no else
Think would be proud of me.

Please see if long is her hair
if warm coat for cold wind
Yea i stole that from dylan
The hair and the phetamins.

If you would see her there
Wont you say hi from me
Tell her i havent changed
Still dark corners a shy kid.

Still havent find my place
Thou i really enjoy looking
Wrote a song a while back
It goes something like this

Goes like north country fare
Where girl of the boy to live
You can close the dylan case
I have confessed everything.

Oh yes im old, my dear too old
to mind.

Count the years If you want to
But note
each of my days have two months.

Old. Old enough. Ancient some would call.

The miles i walked wanderin Nights i shivered
Through the many the lies
i stood silent.

Oh yes i am old, too old to mind
My dear.

On the corners of century break the old jukebox and a bookstore across the street of the nine and the first like swift of a slight hiss as blade at swing or snake sound as all around of four ways of wind in garden and towns main roads fare of four went to come now and then the time breathing on my neck the long the far as old am now is of the clocks right a hand on face to face to face load the guns with powder and light my cigarette on ten steps to count before turn and luck to fate guns left to be the judge death which man to time first hand missed on the walls and high on the tower one minute other to hour bets closed fate called lucky what fated as did go opposite directions their horse and met like river in one way so does tommorrow to day be fate and luck best friends since first duel they met to meet its match like mirror the glass and time forever as the word of tale of the brothers of nowayet.

Long the river is.
So long as strange
Far heaven to stray
Wayward river of
the dale my sister
To rain and brother
to wind a dear friend
Long the river led
home as a lighning
To thunder with
storms kept minded
Thus hundred folds
As long the river is
raise a glass to toast
the kindhearted God
Be to bless them all.
Way it wards rivers in
Rush to kneel to kiss
his scareless hands
Long the river sure
Death to meet in fate
Of same songs tale
To be haunted by love
As long the river is
So long. Till the ocean.

Son: which way to war?
World: asked the soldiers of grace.
Son: Song!
Men: Of those that answered the call, soldiers of named grace, answer to name: Song! If grace to ever come to peace.
Son: Men answering thousand cries heared: Word to Song!
World: Be redemption day tears of rain to water the battlefields of soul to fall in love to heart break to holy.
World: Wardone! Third age since the reason to argue dead of lesser evils to become to die in selfdestruction soul not bare to be left a place to fill not designed to backbone or future or any public reason, till public still reason lost in the new world.
Son: Wordone! Song..
World: To love match ruthless. Lamb to sent to wolf as told
Son: Name..
Men: To sing about, many
World: The singing of taught to forward to heaven costs life, the song to honor a part to own verse to forever and all, died to overcome death, till one heared to sing. Till every hear shall sing all the heavens repeat: holy! Since.
Son: The Singing Father
Father: Son every song a brother recognized the company have a tune to sing and cry to teach
World: "February Song!" At march sang: "soldier of grace!" Said: "To ask if to know to be" "which ways to war?" Kept from cold a heart of worry, nohow to be bold. With boys sang "song of name to be" Song: Brother's brother called to answer be "which ways to the world." Fathers son call: "the world to end" In the song: "singing!"
World: The february song every night a bar or drunk or old man to recall by Lord made a law to not be a night not heared honored an angel to responsible.
Angel: Song! Called on men march the mountains
Song: "Which way to Heaven"
Angel: "Here!" From a hill side told to save, for Lord pleased.
Soldiers of name: Grace: the Dom
7th Son, Lord to verse the hymn:

To speak out of turn, before the hour, allow me to welcome dear all that minded the call to witness truth, to sure the certain under law stand to see God in word of proverb to one reason all heared for greater good of all to one hope the house of just filled the endweek to open an act upon the best as far beauty of divine principle of kindness for brother soul to keep, new session to roles take heart to part in power entrusted to serve the hour of honor to do right by fellow we are in land we love of King we have art poetry and tells to love enemy and live flowerlike to be perfect. Before breaking the seal of the letter to cause, to keep in order be to praise our fathers gods as our tradition of one we kept of freedom practice and manifest and carry out in authority of our cross a thorn from a crown to Emanuel once again, as Sealers of right to humbled a brother's brother writ the word and kindest of power to grant Fathersons to granted have. In spirit as told be e'spected and 'cerned as the Kingdom always hearts to world be ever is for since, part from evil, allow the heart a rest, recognize the year, to bless. By the hammer to fall in love of fate what The truth and time in right of all the saved. To live and let die and sing in cora grato witt to the Collector of Gods at will of worth values the time and the date to the ship Daughter of Jerusalem, the first of the one we trust in and endure with and love to mother be where home.
Hear here. The seassion be! May the day be fair and more. Be most of man be god to measure the guilt compare to world have the higher order at heart and father foremost what lessons of merci to light a candle to beat the dark in kindness all living answers to, for question give, dont ask for life get to keep. Once learned to cry. Cry never again. Love like God in nine ways a year to star a map of ships to like a home keep way be sun and north to letter find marvel at the seal break, of all what accused a child of god poor in spirit the soul of forever to be, already dressed in white for god to sin is hell to water a field to hope for god and list before opened to dare a **** to who heared and written enough torn in half for heavens favore be kept in grace of what will or wont why. For God or devil what spoke of king the coin that two sides to lack to have to know a lion a child a man should if hour to art the minutes to second coming to wave a million stars i soul to be milion days to have hundred ways and folds and times to: Gods been generous to we, heared say for all are fed. And the coin flips and lands and magic cast a ward to love by heart a hundred fold a kiss the coin to land its fruit for whoever first all the sweet to sunny or rain to  ignorance at stake n'sider nevermore be knowles mind to nevertheless inthought might to deny, bite from a bliss what ignorance the laugh of joke never heared and a world to forget never knew a hundred dreams it dreamt to have had a book of blank pages to witness a miracle at will call symethry a rose to shape a heaven verse a hymn to rise and fall to glad to all what been too have to allow heart a rest of hearts it beats laughs to voice and dreams asleep times to wake to know better for other tree there by the taste of no word to tell of what have but to compare to be best a very long word to name a soul as worst a very long time to take from death to birth as many drops to rain to be the daily bread of all apple tree of knowing to knowing better for desert of different sort to bare in surreal if soul the tree of life god picked and songbirds taught to sing a child be fed of seethrough the of light golden dawn to palms of hands have drink of grapes the wine of what gods do and immortal the core of no other tree bares for sake of love of endless to be come death over took but death one too many to live and die in romance instead of heart of gold to bet a final beat to enough to beatitude a serenade and reaper smile for the moment if wouldnt be the last wouldnt be forever and wonderful of souls tree grew a branch, to be like them.. i was recognized to be too dear to loose way to won to second born have come to win over the world. To be. I am. For the house be just

Its the aesir, to reason th' you
For matter of what soul
Be in due, isnt death th' could

Its the aesir, to mind honor to
To proverb a skeletons
Lived longer than any should

Its the aesir, in right of the due
To come rest th' world
As Th' Collector introduced.

And if i shall no more
Remember my way
The step find a home
I can call be again.

And if might no hope
Be there no to have
And men be right all
To call me disgrace.

And if night to come
To stay be for ever
At days mornin dawn
Song to sing at last.

And if right be wrong
And left be a place
Where with a worlds
Soul to be forbiden.

And if its the last call
Therefore moment
Of rest being at losts
To place your bets.

And if still have at all
Hesitate your hand
And doubts ye voice
In crowd my name.

And if last this poem
I shall have written
And no other a word
I will on ever to tell.

And if forgotten lost
By all a fellow men
And loves in my soul
Been to trusted had

And if even last dawn
Be to come to never
The sun to set no more
As river to no longer

And if so how be it all
Shall be bitter an end
What an end be known
How loud we laughed.

And if to hundred folds
And ways of different
Or same have to come
To be just to be again

And if hear of my voice
Either pain or joy a yell
As my heart it beats on
beats proud beats glad.

Perhaps am about my last
Round of applaous a breath
Taken and suprise as strange
sure is, ask perhaps answer.
Soul without expectations resolve and interupt in manner of miracle in the new world
A secret, allow the heart a rest
Perhaps for last its wonders
Free to interpret and translate mind to bless and a last word
To keep, in matter of universal
Perhaps this is it and no more
Whatever its worth beg to differ:
i dont want to rule the world..
Ladies and gentleman, cheers

Our tradition be part in a way
Can hurt me but never insult
-
Tolerate all except bad taste
Was once to ruled the world.

I dont know yet i love
Thou the many I dont
I think i like it so far.

The poor affair apart
romance i am told of.

I dont believe a word
Yet i trust like the only
What left from our kind.

Through the grapevine
second hands to hold.

Dont bother me to reason
proud as the livin heart  
knows less to be more.

I will take my time now
To grow old and wise.

I dont know yet i love
The whisper of a voice
Always taking my side

And if road shall end
The walk must never
As belows the under
As long a far the late.

Left with coat my sweather
As told to love the hate
Ignored me and laught at
Had come to fight at last.

Step to victory from kept
As cold does in winter
Owns at grip there land
As sure the time to pass.

And through be born gain
At to known not of death
Song at sing said to end
Yet word meaning never.

Perhaps born to die again
Mans soul find no rest
To come to be another am
Born to die if but dead, never.

Joy you brough to my soul to
ask
how could i ever repay you
Say
From now on do but walk true
And
Not you not ever come to
Let
Your heart come to once more do
Ask
What would but pain cause to
Say
So now yours to what all would
And
None could like ever so few
Let
All my world you shall come to
Get.

Rock n roll 101, here
Yes sit on the floor
do you see any chairs
shut up and listen
As once a wise man
Played of fingerpickin
Of havin no reason
To stay reason of men
To go. Rock n roll, 101.
All has passed through
And will see tomorrow
Here at beatitude 102.
Pull a chair to the front
And learn knee to write
As of all to letter to sal
Paradise in nowhere if
To stay welcome shall
Stay on the road to be
To all dear from as far
To go to or leavin from
A glad in heart of able.
103, the flower power
that won as all way is
From winter to spring
As the wise man note
In house of rising sun
Times i said my home
Far from new orleans.
104, punks even dead
Be better than: 105 is.
Of the wise instead of.
Auditu'e veritas muse.
Lessons to learn, 106  
Master pieces of souls
In heart if found way to
Have in right as milions
of milion fingers pickin
107 as the next of wise
the men are, to be. 108.

How the last gentleman leaves has left us to miss do a full as we raise our glasses to.

As the last thing the gentleman said known few remembered the cause we stood.

How the gentleman took the last victory as was placed between fate and truth.

The last gentleman be the last to speak of i said a toast to the company of friends as few!

Since the new my heart
Been told, me, once him,
is another. As death does
I guess dead takes to be

coming late just as right
With cards in fate smilin
Welcome to soft parade.

Since the new i too keep
my own council to wage
In the far the walk fields
With no sidewalks of led
beneath the ancient sea

in the deepest of forests
Kept with all ever history
In shadows many legend

with silvery pines Im free
A framed a screen another
Of lions in the night of still

There is cobra on my left,  
leopard on right of beasts
Third sleeps in mountains
An eagle we share springs

To go against be fools pay
Cross God wills path holy
as the man of four the last

surrounded by own winds
In hearts a council made
In no need of directions be

friend.

Yet glad to break bread with..

Angel of the one lord sent done as said did
proud made me
along heavens with a sword
in his left
to destroy the lies of
wicked
as many was and cruel
and the men
that would such deeds did
cut in half
by truth
to his heart the one lord planted and a scroll
in his left
been given to write
the new
as to say as now did
but what he saw
with eyes
of his own in the morning
in the sky
to dawn of glory you
god
showed himself to
and was pleased
to let him
see and call him
his:
son.

Fool the men we are indeed
The good to complain bout love loving unable to recognize in dust is left unappreciated.

With eyes closed to know not rather like to dont know tiptoaing on edge of between too far is too close to reach.

Bloom the trees of life that rose to flowers of cherries and be bold in faith and a ****** rain may pour its whiles our fields.

Sleep the thousand nights to day gone we slipped and fell thousand dreams and loves  unnoticed like the mountains.

Man with heart mad enough to fall in love with the moon the day of the sun never ended nor been mad with me or rain cold to the less the night as a shadow never hesitated to hide as its own as thought of mind ever knew of harm been minded my soul when gods too favore as perhaps wise would and kind and humble told about and but brave to walk in my shoes and eyes to look into after all they saw and arm to shake and name to loud say and friend to call do, in fact, a friend as few.

For God know me one
Of them poor girls be
Home the setting sun
Far from new orleans.

Born to town of pines
Falls of winters to be
While world did mind
Worth to have to hear.

Of songs be in hearts
Travel across country
American dream now
Train of brave be free.

South in north be one
Share in soul of fields
Define fathers a given
As sons have to keep.

God to call me of one
As poor them girls be
Home the setting sun
Far from new orleans

It was Odins diary that he decided to give Hell as a birthday presence which would give her the wisdom to rule. When Loki still a child rascal in nature but nor as experienced and brilliant in wrong and short and other ways and cuts was sent to be to deliver page by page through midgard to mountains where the entry is to match in deeds thor. But as he was carrying it, evenings were long and boring he had nothing but to read it and read it he did every page as he delivered it one by one Hell creating her world in under till the last one that was to finish all by the virtue of mischief he hasnt delivered but after reading ate and without that like a key from the door Hell built she got imprisoned as to rule in underworld. And loki had become the only one except Allfather to know what nobody else. But when he found out he got mad and wrote it again and burned it and in its flames made a coin of a snake and moon in its mouth and the rune of gift on another as another one of godly treasures there to be waiting for a mortal man as unfortunate to even out the weights of kozmis justice and suffer such of such to reward but in godship of by one of the powers made to be one of as the coin from lies forged the truth, to flip and never be wrong.

As I promised on the day I cried,
after first world and hundred of years it rained
as white to gold and green to blue
and thousand the suns it burned
as told to by voice the will of power to choose
it chose i did and called the name
of you as earth and heaven old a New the Jerusalem to be.
As I promised given from the sky
dressed as beautiful as the bride for the groom
accompanied by children the man
I chose to choose to flower a God the chair of king
a throne of roses and runes name divine
and mountains shield. As I promised your fathers once
as parted the sea and pharaons armies drowned
as mad and wild the rage and furious
the vengeance for my brothers you dared to tempt
away from me and poison hearts I am in love with.
As dear the man who loves his enemies
and hundred folds the meassure of few
and deep his plate for the day I cried
to night we laughed, man of love enough to
God to please: friend, take off your shoes
for holy the land. Eversince and forever.

Tempt me livin
haunt me dead
Heres where it is
Heres where i am.

Come ye spirits
Come bit closer
Days what it is
So whys a dread.

Fools pay itd be
To cross ye path
Speak when spoken
Suits us quite the well.

Tempt me livin
Haunt me dead
What you lookin for
sure is me who has.

Forget worries
Along heartaches
can heal anything
Nothing cant break.

Nothing there still
To stand against
The wrath of beauty
The force of nature.

Tempt me livin
Haunt me dead
Whisper to my ear
Come a bit closer.

Of faith the will
Is forged to made
names of many
Called and shall yet.

And how worried
I find a be the state
Once the story
Comes to graduate.

Tempt me livin
Haunt me dead
However is many
many the kisses it takes.

Come ye spirits
Be not of afraid
What is embodied
Of what is not a half.

Does the morning
Or is it the day
You have invited
But not really expect.

Tempt me livin
Haunt me dead
Consider not worthy
I consider be perfect.

Oh come to see
Come to understand
All of it what fated
But celebrate instead.

Why is that many
I have come to pass
Cross tender a dream
Tied of hand in hand.

Tempt me livin
Haunt me dead
How it can be
I dont know neither.

If havent notice
Allow me to dare
Whatever the seed
Grow it and flower.

You can sing
And sing louder
Just as dancing
Music not played.

Tempt me livin
Haunt me dead
If want to come in
Its only a step away.

All ye the spirits
know how fortunate
Mine is to give
Your bliss your rest.

And i promise
I do but only after
You have told me
Everything confessed.

Tempt me livin
Haunt me dead
What have to give
To one thats fed.

Come for merci
To right a all prayer
Or pride self in glory
As life earned to have.

What you bring
On your shoulders
Did you die to live
Or lived as well as dead.

Tempt me livin
Haunt me dead
Once tale of devil
Had come to recollect.

You can speak
Or not and silent
About everything
In your eyes writen.

You can stay still
Or try to escape
mention the chances
So needless to say.

Tempt me livin
Haunt me dead
As i am i promise
As you are to have.

As crystal clear
Less be and naked
As you come to me
To bliss i shall dress.

Youself to give
Yourself youll have
Of hundred least
What you call happiness.

Tempt me livin
Haunt me dead
Dont be an enemy
What your dear friend.

Allow me to dear
As a child to a father
Is to name to pick
To entrust a universe.

Once set a free
Of lies all unsaid
before now did
Was and will forever.

Temp me you livin
Haunt me dead
Far from authority
You to me to ****.