The Rush Of Your Dreams

A few unsettling attempts and a criss-cross of otherworldly debts,

An urge to rush up a storm and downright pushing down the trends.

Raging against the sea storms & falling off the tallest peaks in a silent sleep,

Life's a fortress of your deeds in the reign of your dreams.

A couple of wake up calls, tying you to the memory flashes,

Raise a sacred ablazed phoenix, after being burnt down to your own ashes.

Look a little deep within and you'll always find a buried visage ,

Whirl and Spirit yourself in this world built out of montony's wreckage.

Running through the strangest lanes and walking across the most unfamiliar bridges,

You'd find one moment in time when all horizons are held through loose stitches.

Drink to the magic and the enigma, and the fantasies of it all ending,

Or to a witch hunt in the seven heavens, when you make past the flashy lightning.

Dreaming within dreams and knitting a few false inceptions,

Play risks with your fate and Fuck people who live in fractions.

Wrongs and rights will always fall in lanes and your tears will be all there is who witness.

Cause its the lone wolves who work fires and breathe life into existence.

Though you'll bleed of guilt and sob cause of all the tragedies and the regrets,

Don't ever sit scared or live a life soaking in the drops of death.

Turn your power into rage and pass your rage to your faith and actions,

So liberate yourself with silver wings, and win your own gold redemption.