A stagnation
is when all time stops
is when all rely on the truths of the world
to prevent such destruction, underneath this stagnation
and a worldly throne sits on top
of a man-made box, with its worldly shine
someday, we shall be under the unmoving sun
a wonderful family together as one
and there shall be no more hate, only love
and there shall be no more lies, only love
And the sacrifice of another lovely being
and a depressing agreement that we believe in
a world without destruction, never in our lifetime
as whenever time shall stop, the lords of youth shall rise
and this world is an enemy, a peace of our time
a sacrifice, now these are but fragments of our lies
and a ridiculed being, choking in their own lies
our eternal happiness, will it be our own lies?
And none shall be greater than the love of this world
a sacrifice, no, a wisdom to be obliged
and a truth shall penetrate our innermost desires
someday, there may be a way for us to inspire
to all the lost souls, let us love with our hearts
we're in a stalemate, let us cherish our parts
now the world shall witness us rise and fall
underneath the lords of truth, we stand tall
A wailing spirit of false strength and love
a truth dangles, a vine creeps up my spine
and for all the love I give out over time
I do not expect that this time's so sublime
someday, there may be a way for us to proceed
but today, let us rest, and to love we shall plead
nowadays, the world only strives to bring us down
and we will show them the way to that resting town
Our lords of stagnation, may you rise from your throne
let time stop in its place, please don't leave me alone
let the sun never set, for our love is immovable
those enemies of our time, their love is removable
and when oh when shall all our suffering end
happiness will end, and this we must contend
today, tonight, I love you with all my heart
and when our time resumes, will you play your part?
A love is a wisdom, now it's our time to go
sacrifice the fragments of our long time ago's
and today, tonight, we will be a family
but tomorrow night, will it be a tragedy
oh my lord, my exalted lord of stagnation
do stop the sun from setting down the horizon
and the clouds to be in lengthened meditation
until the sad time comes when we are to wisen
Please, lord, let this time stand still
let our happy times stand still
they call it stagnation, I say elation
as we walk towards the path of creation
and the lords will soon fret, sighing in nigh
and our suns will soon set, crying in nights
and a wisdom, no, a wisdom of salvation
to protect the outcome of our love's foundation
To protect us from this world
this sad world of damnation
is our love really a sin
deserving crucifixion?
