This is another one of my songs, that also tells a story
DESCENDING TIME©
He raised his bow to the air
at the golden dragon flying there,
He'd heard of her.
Yes he'd been told,
of Aroaria.
She is the last of her kind.
There is no more to be found.
He raised the bow,
Oh no, no, no
Around the wound the blood did flow,
Aroaria, to and fro,
a fatal blow.
They call this land opportunity,
where all other men can be free,
they try to take the land away from me,
and all the tribes that you now see,
will someday vanish from your site,
we'll not give up this land without a fight.
The ancient ones, they watch this from above,
Their childrens lives, yes, there the children of,
the sons of gods, knew daughters of the men.
The elders know the earth needs cleaned again.
A nation now in despair.
War and blood, everywhere.
Mothers morn the loss of sons,
is this really God's will be done?
Saigon strikes within the womb,
a thousand names upon the the tomb,
a world consumed.
The ancient ones, they watch this from above,
Their children's lives, yes, there the children of,
the sons of gods, knew daughters of the men.
The elders know the earth needs cleaned again.
Their on their way, to sit on the counsel.
Their on their way, traveling through time,
they say,
to weigh the deeds of earth, all the games they play.
With promises of judgment day.
One mad man is all it takes,
and earths existence is at stake.
power blind in ignorance,
with blackened dreams of dominance.
A leader who leads with heavy hand.
His people follow his command.
I can't understand!
The ancient ones, they watch this from above,
Their children's lives, yes, there the children of,
the sons of gods, knew daughters of the men.
The elders know the earth needs cleaned again.
Their on their way, to sit on the counsel.
Their on their way, traveling through time,
they say,
to weigh the deeds of earth, all the games they play.
With promises of judgment day.
(The following voiced in spoken word)
I was there. I saw the look on the elders' face
as they looked to west,
where the souls were confined.
They had traveled thousands of years,
through space and time to sit at the counsel.
foliage was once again beginning to appear.
They spoke in words I knew not,
yet,
I understood.
[edit on 24-7-2004 by John bull 1]
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hey LadyV
wow, am really impressed 
this song and the other 1 are really good (the othe one from the other post).
best of luck with you music
rynaldo
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Wow amazong thank you for sharing that with us,
I love the depth of your song and it has real meaning,
Well done,
Asala
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Very nice, LadyV. Wish I could hear the melody to go along with it.
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