Appearing from the heavens
the secret shadow escapes me
crawling through my kingdom
destroying everything that's free
The spout pours from above
soaking man's passionate muscle
flooding the spirit of the village
losing pieces to the puzzle
Winding through mountains of flesh
goose bumps at the highest peak
surrendering to the twisted soldier
affects of words lie weak
Together; will never exist
hatred in mad-love with speed
the touch of the twisted soldier
is really all that I need
To late to hide from truth
it swallows "the nick of time"
deeply lost in the battle
nowhere left but to climb
Spiraling like a whirlpool
this soldier is no guest
no longer capable of fight
twisted soldier confessed