Wolf, by Raymond Liang

The far reaches of snow ladden paths dare not breath
If they would, surely the mountains would shed their tears
In the dark caves of these great mounds bear much burden
A wolf
Alone but unafraid

He is an outcast
Forsaken and forgotten
When the Sun reigns, he sleeps and dreams of red and violet
Bathed in moonlight, he hunts and devours nightmares
Howling he shakes the foundation of the world

As one looks upon his form
One dares not look away
A white coat of silk decorate his hide
Blink
And he is gone, lost to time

The Emerald, by Raymond Liang

I was dreaming an impossible lullaby
In it I swam
Across a stream of a distant delta
An eternal green brushes away
My sorrow

The Earth wraps me in its fury
Wind whips my hair
Water spills from the sky to raze my soul
Fire cooled
By The Emerald

The River, by Raymond Liang

Morning shatters like sundered glass.
Noon rides on as daylight pass.
Night sets in, a dreamer's mask.

The River weeps, I follow.
Many paths, few hollow.
When it floods, I drown.
Try to scream, no sound.

Morning shatters like sundered glass.
Noon rides on as daylight pass.
Night sets in, a dreamer's mask.

Truth in Ashes, by Raymond Liang

Cry not, for our souls are eternal
No matter how they burn
In ash and inferno
We wait to rise,
Like the Phoenix

Love stings, charring away our sins
Flames of our past
Smolder as they begin
We dream to rise,
Like the Phoenix

Fear not, for fear is the enemy
We cower in our haven
Searching for a remedy
We yearn to rise,
Like the Phoenix

Tomorrow's lost, before it's here
Racing pass
Like a chestnut mare
We prepare to rise,
Like the Phoenix

The world is small, when our hearts are big
We try the shovel
But it's hard to dig
When we rise,
We become the Phoenix