Elegy

Gradually he no longer hates the world, nor himself.
Once the epitome of all that's evil, now is a guiding light.
His reformation, to put right his wrong doings.
Thus he is able, together with the strength from a kind heart,
to search out the damaged souls from his wicked past.
Not only to repay them in money,
but also to give the reassurance and belief,
that mankind has the ability to change for the good.
Infantile dillusion, played the biggest part
Anger caused confusion
A childhood fear, of fear itself
Mere mortals playing god
It's time to stop, feel the yearning
Mother Nature's calling you, a metamorphosis working
Your body's aching all the time
A shadow lurking
Your saviour's waiting in the wings
Night turns to day, only shame remains real
Take their misery away, redeem
Heal the pain they feel
A chance to turn it all around, a time for sharing
Bury your fears into the ground
Met-a-morphosis
Put your hatred aside, hear the calling
Metamorphosis
A transformation of kind forming, a season of good is dawning
Put away those evil thoughts
Open up your heart and breathe
Met-a-morphosis
Put your hatred aside, hear the calling
Metamorphosis
A transformation of kind, a season of good is dawning
Hear the calling, have no fear!
The cries of tomorrow, was all you could hear
But the road you have chosen, has wiped away the tears
Silence is golden - silence is real.