Collaboration

With

I Am Michael
Nuel
Bridget Dirisu
&
The War Torn Poet

I rose from the ashes
A true warriors Heart and Soul
Seeking Blood and Guts
Only finding pain and sorrow
Never escaping the true

Meaning of real torture
Finally time has past at last
I feel normal again
If there truly is a normal
In any sense of the word

Pain and Sorrow
heals in time with God on my
Side the tormented spirits
Reside deep inside locked away
never to see the light of day

No matter the cost
I live and feel the pain always
struggling fighting with
One foot in the grave the other
Planted rooted deep in the

Ground eye's watching for
The Hurst only God has the cure
for this curse that reside
Deep inside of me part
Human, Angel, Demon, and Ghost

Forever Tormented by All
But never giving into this true sin
never losing sight of the Holy fight
that Rages in my Holy Ghost
One day I'll lay my Holy Swords

To the ground and he'll
Let a True Warrior rest in peace
Until that day God's Will
I pray will be done packing
Heaven with the Souls of
Leading you all to Heavens gates
One prayer at a time

Oh Father forgive them of there past
Sins and transgressions
For they know not what they do
following false Gods and Prophets
In Jesus name I pray
My Soul Forever Lighting up to keep
for all eternity in your glorious name
They kingdom will come


*


Beauty will burn,
Hearts will break,
and all our bones
turn to ashes and dust.
ashes to ashes,
dust to dust.

Life will end,
flowers will wither,
water will dry,
and Earth will die.
Then it will just be ashes to ashes
and dust to dust.

Everything lives,
but everything dies.
Better kiss your happiness goodbye,
and don't forget to try not to cry.
Everything comes down to ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust.

Nothing is forever,
Nothing is always.
Nothing will always be.
This my simple philosophy.
And how I can't simply 'have faith'
in anyone or anything.
How can I trust God above,
if I know everything come back down to
Ashes to ashes,
Dust to Dust.

NOTHING IS FOREVER.
NOBODY IS ETERNAL.
It's always ashes to ashes,
and dust to dust.

Hearts will break,
and all our bones
turn to ashes and dust.
ashes to ashes,
dust to dust.

*

In the shadows, embraced by the earth,
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust we meet.
The fleeting moments of life, now a trace of memory,
Gone with the wind, in dark grace.
Through the veil of sorrow we step,
The mourners ran away forever.
From dust we rose, dust sanctified us,
I whispered softly without saying goodbye.
Sorrow to souls, departed flight,
Into the void, the endless night.
But in the heart their nature is bright,
An eternal flame of love that burns brightly.
With tearful eyes we say goodbye,
For the souls we hold dear, and for the real spirits.
Their nature grew in ashes and dust,
Through memories, they still carry on.
O mortal coil, ephemeral dance,
From ashes to ashes, a festive occasion.
In sorrow we cry and hearts grow stronger,
The legacy they left will remain forever within.


© The War Torn Poet