Ly-O-Lay Ale Loya/ The Counter Clockwise Circle-Direction

Ly-O-Lay Ale Loya/ The Counter Clockwise Circle - Spirit Spread, across the world of those Men, I have the tight grip of my Hands, that rule them for life is my Empire of crime but now he Still, chooses to fight with Grit and determination of Steel, assisted by reason and Will power to overpower my Grip, that will never lose its Force, that intensifies with Time, as the struggle goes on Forever and ever I (...and I) spent my whole life Fighting this great tide Sometimes I feel like swimming with What’s this force? Inside of me? That inspires me to resist All the waves of the tide Stretched, beyond the point of sanity his Mind, starting to paralyse his Will, dissociates the union of Reason and passion that keeps him Aligned, and pointed to his Object, that is so abstract and Intangible that I could never ever Scrutinise and recognise what’s deep Within, residing in his mortal Frame, named by some of them as Soul, that keeps his integrity And purity and sanity ever bound I (... and I) spent my whole life Seeing these two sides Play the game in my mind That’s been torn by This pull that’s constant and so consistent That I could never reflect on myself Ruining everything around is my Drive, eternally it’s been my Essence, that can’t be separated from the Core what’s more is the strange thing that I, can’t just stop being who I Am, he can’t stop being who he Is, and this will go on till Eternity and infinity, that’s the Paradox, of our existence and of our Being, resisting each other over Obstinately, changing him into the Rectified Spirit he’s become