Blood of Nations
BLOOD OF NATIONS
Crossing the line between life and death,
Fills the heart with courage and fearlessness,
Away with death and away with life,
Balance assured without the two,
Still, wanting to come back to you,
Forgetting the forgetfulness we knew,
Still wanting to come back to you.
A moment spent drinking the potion,
Life drinks life by the ocean,
Echoes in shells, “Come back to me.
Eternal hope you’ll come back to me.”
Waiting for timeless perfection,
Time becomes its own reflection,
Eyes within the soul behold,
Last gleams of life’s pure gold,
Mountain echoes call the sea,
“Remember me, remember me.”