Burn among the stars.....

Oh how her beauty pierces me like an arrow to the knee. 

From the stars she stares at me, like a beautiful day.

I melt away from the cold, wishing to see her soul.

To dusk till dawn I pursue her with glee, wishing for her to be with me.

I wish upon my mortal soul to see her from my knee, to make her a part of me

Oh how oh how it would make me glee to see her but a glimpse with me. 

I need her now to say to me, "oh my Romeo I'll sing with thee" 

From the cries of tyranny and injustice 

The sparks of liberty run wild 

Igniting the humblest of lambs into lions

With a hunger they never new before they run rampant with a cause

Furthermore spreading the sparks of liberty to the masses

With a deceitful appearance the flames of war are lit in the name of liberty

As with no war before these flames will devour all and leave none unscathed

In the name of liberty men wield the sword of justice

With each taste of blood the sword loses it's morality and becomes nothing more than a butcher's blade

Those you wield it  in the name of justice watch as they themselves are no longer lions but butchers waiting for the next slaughter

As the lions are devoured in the flames of war and drowned in rivers of blood the cry for liberty and justice is lost but not forgotten

As the last lion lay dying with butchers blades striking the fatal blow

War appears showing its wretched face and smiling in delight at the flames the run wild around him

With a gentle grace war pears toward the lion and watches the final breath escape its mortal frame

With a thunderous laugh he bring fear into the hearts of the butchers around him

 Than with a murderous intent he lets the butchers roam free from there morality and go forth upon the world

With a glee in their eyes they march into the very flames they ignited in the name of liberty and go forth upon the world