A Small Measure Of Peace

A warrior born from the earths womb
his primordial emergence produces a fear
developing on the waves of a monsoon
noticing that evil lurks everywhere
warring with brothers on bordered lands
using a fist and his fathers stare
fighting for freedom and his motherland
slaughters the wicked, but enters despair

Using politics to sow the seeds of life
he raises a sword to defend it
fueled by a fear of death, a fear of strife
he mirrors the syntax of his emergence
victim of urges, victim of indulgence
he slashes through each wrinkle in time
civil war is the resulting effect
of wielding a sword with peace in mind

Than he battles within his mind
waging a silent war on his ego
pondering centuries of injustice within mankind
he searches for an ancestral home
a journey east where dragons have flown
atop the snowy mounts of Tai
tearing his flesh from his bone
seeing what he really is inside

He drops his sword,withdraws his fist
meditating with deep long breaths
healing the state of his mental cyst
losing his fear of death
enlightenment flowing like Dionysus wine
his ego finally released
Governing the world wastes precious time
Now he searches for a small measure of peace

Has someone been to see eragon?


Oh its so good to be back....
Hows the vocals going... ?