Ion Storm

Am I not your super hero

Am I not your golden chain

War fixation, I won the game

Transmit this remedy

Transmit this gain

Prosperity - I'll came across you between the shades

With superior blessings

That apparently was holding the staff

Of which blindness could foresee

Trouble in the corridor

Drained through the system of foundations,

Dear in cruelty

Simulating the opponent

Well besmeared with toxic phlegm

Let me lick you, frustrated joy

A canyon of courage with soar feet

A paradise in motion,

Born without a scruple

Could I please be left alone now

In my hand I hold the science, of which

Nothing can ever penetrate

In my hand I hold the plague

Where silence will proceed

Wild bindings, an opportunity for great men,

And with or without them in honor, just for fun

I mingle with the fountains of all that I've seen

Substantial is the millenium

And proud is the frog that predicated his amusement

All for benefit of reluctant ideas

Like envy is the falsehood, while the morning after

Is all that is between us

As laughter is planted in mortal void

And unwilling wisdom is abroad

Wandering alone in this shapeless halls of nothing

And watch it increase as the shining becomes stronger

This stranger is a "place" for you to rest