LYRIC FOR SALE

By Marikavra

In difficult times the world stands still
Pain is born our hearts are filled
Loved ones lost and misery persists
Hope escapes in our weakest state

The world grows darker every passing day
The future seems to spell and read
The Contents of a letter filled with grief
Appearing as a case that is judged and sealed
The verdict is lost without a chance to appeal

And The master of tricks appears in clear
Taking the name and description of fear
Performing an illusion that seems too real
The Mind surrenders and eyes deceived

A falling prisoner in a trap
Designed well and deep
In the depth of it you shall find a seat
A perfect view of all the darkness
Yet a single light seems to seek

A path to find a path to reach
Out of darkness
Your heart is the key
The master of tricks did not prevail
Against your heart The winds
In your direction will always sail

Trust your heart it’s the perfect scale
The secret always resides in there
A power without an equal to compare
Trust it completely you need no spare
No matter how far the destination is
Your heart will always afford the fair