Unclouded Judgement

Scars from the past
Always tend to last
Healing ever so slow
When they need to heal fast

The arm of the warrior
Is not guilty for the kill
Apparent is his demon
And lack of free will
Unclouded is his judgment
But restrained by his hate
Before unnecessary death
It seems like it's fate

By the treeline on the coast
Lies a city of iron
Upon dismantled holy ground
Corrupting everything around
Because they do not favor
The way that they go about
Destroying everything around them
And try to push them out

For there is something

I dreamt life so sublime
Monkeys grow, their trees have climbed
Everyone wants everything
But some might actually get it
The person is the only evil here
In this desert among the trees
But it's the only place to hide
Lowered weapons once to find

For there is something
For there is something
For there is something
For there is something
In the air