Well no rest for the wicked Such is the fruit of a life with no limit Ghosts of the past always tend to revisit And rarely will they come bearing gifts of forgiveness And from the streets to the wars, so much violence he made As he grew in age he began to follow different ways Hounded by the haunted memories from the days that He was detrimental, man he wished that he could change that But one can never really leave what's behind You can't undo the fate you've designed Cover up the tracks and bloodhounds will find Cuz all debts owed get paid in due time

Thought and mind - Hugin and Munin

He was down on the floor with his lips to a glass Said he dreamed of a future that won't come to pass That he once strived to excel in a world so vast But why run a race when it's rig and he's fixed in last Then he mused all of life is a joke and he laughed That it is what it is and he's thankful for all that he has I said well let me just pose one question and ask If you just want what you have, then why are are you sad If you want to fight Then why are you running If everything is fine for you Why are you stumbling So silent

Eyes wide shut but they know Buried alive by the lies in their soul Their stride of a blind man's stroll Well for whom does the next bell toll I'm too many years in the zone Too many years to have built what I own And many dumb fool try to take what I've grown But these roots go deep and you can't blood a stone So if you want to push, I'm a shove If you want to spar we can do it no gloves And if you're gonna run at me you better do it hard Cuz I fear no fall, no brawl, no scars I'm too pounds shy of a bomb I'm one shade short of alarm I'm too past wrath that I'm calm Got two last laughs in my palms I'm three degrees west of a hurricane Four wheel drive with a ball 'n chain My five foot seven is irrelevant I'm six six six if you threaten my development Now see a wise man learns from your mistakes And lets the blunders of his brother serve to fill his plate So best be on your way before the tidal wave breaks Cuz you don't want to come to meet the Reaper that awaits

When I'm done only thing that remains Is a tombstone etched with my name Look into a face that has changed Recognize the corpse in that grave Resurrect, what's lost can be saved I am now free, once slave

thought and mind - Odin’s ravens

You and no one else, is the one that have the power to decide to be or not to be.