This Song: For the True and Passionate Lovers of Music

This song: I have this song: to sing Certian words must be screamed Rather than be sung or spoken: I am alive and vigorous... ...As they toil without love. Fight without purpose, And live without pa*sion... I am alive and vigorous. In this song: is where i belong. Within these moments There are no outsiders. Within the body of the song: Time stands still. One is al, And all is beautiful - The beautiful moment of song and pa*sion. We will all sing. We will all dance. If a human's nature is to war, This song: Is a battleground, And this voice, A weapon One thousand voices - Or trumpet call To arms. Pa*sion's promise; True love's reward - A pure expression In truth and sincerity. Pa*sion's promise: True love's reward, is this song: What will become of this song:... Pray not a fallen banner, Or screamed words to the deaf, For life is weary without song, or sound of harps. This is a song for the impa*sioned. This is strength for the heards on sleeves - A shining sentiment where voices soar And melod wells tears in the eyes. We will all sing the same song, This song, Together.