Geoff Warden - Hath Thine Words....

I hath taken of fiery dart'
Place deep in wounds heart
Stab' of lies of the toll
A loners midnight stroll
A song of darkness sing
Unto the death of sting
The' rise above an' see
All is as shalt be.....

Mine walk is fast of pace
Each step of master' Grace
Illusion be the' grand design
This walk, be it all mine
Choice be the heart of beat
Whenst shalt we two have meet......


Doth thou dare to follow
Or hath thine words hollow

Geoff Warden

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