The Creator's Word

Second song from In Shattered Silence. About 11 minutes long. It's a story about a fictional planet, a Creator, and his Beings.

THE CREATOR'S WORD

...And so he forges a new blue-green world;
The Creator's vision brought into fruition.
...And there he plants the seeds of his Beings
And witnesses evolution and harmony.

"But this world is not without pain,
Tragedy, and disaster.
I insist that there be balance.
They'll take nothing for granted."

The Creator watches them multiply,
And they build their shelters and gardens.
They carve their own culture and history
Without knowing why.
They are unaware of their origins
And know not of he who put them here.

They wander through forests,
They cry from their highest cliffs,
They find no calling, no meaning,
No reason nor goal.
But along their trek,
Inspiration finds them.
Aesthetic wonder abloom,
They take comfort
In the presence of growing things.
The grass at their feet,
The triumphant tall trees,
And the calls of creatures
Put their spirits at ease.

So what about their Creator?
Would he not receive their praise?
How could he be satisfied
Giving life to be unrecognized?
His will must be carried out.
His word will be sent down.

"They will hail and praise me.
They must all obey me."

And so it was heard:
The Creator's word.

But something is lost in translation,
And some find no space for interpretation.
...And so there is a great rift
As the confused become the vigilant.
...And so their hatred is spawned
As violence is born in the name of glory.

Why must they suffer so?
Did they not have all they needed?
Was it not better before?
With threatened pride, he swung down an arm
To divide them and bring them to war.

"They do not respect me!
Why do they reject me?
They did not obey me!
Why did they betray me?
This was not my plan..."

He led them all into bloodshed.
He is the Creator of War.
For his interference,
He will endure eternal remorse.

...And so he must repair this red-stained world;
The Creator's vision brought divisive religion.
...So he knows he must set his Beings free
And admit to his pride and vainglory.
...Yet he could not take fault for this attempt at life.
To him this world will be a tragic prototype.

"I will leave them forever."

Holiday Resolutions

1. Doing at least 100 push-ups at least every other day (3-4 days a week).

2. Find a job. This should probably be number one, but I don't feel like deleting or copy/pasting.

3. Work on any willpower or addiction issues (coffee and stuff, I don't smoke or do drugs or any of that shit)

4. Keep fine tuning my voice and writing awesome lyrics and vocal melodies

5. Pick up my guitar again.

There you have it folks. Not even New Years yet, but those are my resolutions. Don't worry, the next post will probably be lyrics again. Expect "Island" to be re-written, as I am wishing to turn it into lyrics for a 10 minute song with the band : )

My Life Now

The other day I finished earning my degree. Now I'll get to live in a box and tell people who pass by "I have a degree."

Today it is going to snow. I still want to go to Milford tonight to see someone. I still want to go to practice tomorrow in Wolcott. Screw snow.

Today was the first time I looked at someone's blog which I've avoided looking at for months. I felt the old trembling feelings surge up, but they never exploded. I went back to my life and thought "I'm cool now."

My dog is whining, my sister is home visiting, and it's time to watch Futurama dvds.