"Ive lost my memory..."

He spake of fire yet he looked like rain
Was thread from a past of unwavering faith
His words inspired and his thoughts gave sense
His wisdom was pearls for the ones with less.

His mind now consumed with a face he does not know
And all seed is grown in the garden of his head
Such evil darkly seed of which we dare not speak
Intruding in his skull to destroy all it seeks.

"My philosophy's turning dark..."

He speaks of fire yet he looks like rain
He's bred from a past of broken faith
His wounds have flame
And the pangs have teeth
The scars come alive when there's warmth and heat.

The blinded are doomed to never see again
And all seed is sown in a time of rape and rain
The great calamity of which we shall not speak
Is written in our eyes for those who dare to seek.

There's a rainbow in an abyss, there's gold in a grave
The hand is undying against this bitter plague
I'll show you some more if you walk through my door
I'll find you the force to shape all you know.

There's an eagle in a forest with the face of a dove
My memory's returning with someone else's past
I'll show you some more if you walk through my door
I'll find you the force to shape all you know.

There's a phoenix in these ashes
There's an omen in the psalm
The learned one is weeping as philosophy turns dark
I'll show you some more if you walk through my door
I'll find you the force to shape all you know.

"A time and place in days before
This mind that's yours was a vessel of mine
Did I evolve into something more pleasant?
I tremble to think...
Looking through you, I see what I became
A mage with words, a prophet of thoughts
Dissecting logic and manipulating belief
Are we so different then?
I lived to destroy, you think you lived to enrich
But the stench of vanity roams rank and clear in all that you were. "

"Men are not equal...
There's no god until our belief creates him
Our blind faith is the fuel for his being
Men are not equal...
Believe what you may!
Some live solely for the sake of others
Some are misfortunes that should never have happened
Fate favors the self serving
Thus my return cannot be denied
I am here to reclaim the mind that was mine
You should tremble to think... "