~ Perennial ~

~ Perennial ~

“With a storm in your eyes and hate in your heart
You seek to strike me down and tear me apart
But know that within this soul exists a perennial joy
A wilderness of spring which you’ll never destroy

So bring on your thunder and darkened skies
Pour down your rain and watch my flowers rise
Ignite your hate with those flames of doom
And in that warmth watch my spirit bloom

I guess there are things you don’t know about me
Things under the surface which your eyes can’t see
Like how many times I’ve died and been reborn
And the way I have learnt to stand tall in the storm

So do you think your anger can wither me down?
Those lightning bolts leave me dead on the ground?
That dark energy only feeds my roots of desire
Giving me the fuel I need to keep growing higher

Because I am the survivor of torrential rain
Who has learned to dance in puddles of pain
I am the rose rising from a field of death
Living off the scraps of whatever life that is left
I am the dawn; I am the spring
I am the dead tree of winter now blossoming

So bring on your thunder and darkened skies
Pour down your rain and watch my flowers rise
Ignite your hate with those flames of doom
And in that warmth watch my spirit Bloom.”