Lyrics

the paradox of womanA  gentle breeze upon the watersa summer rainA storm on the horizon coming  ray of sun on cloudy daysThe scourge of men weak in mettle when in life betrayedPoetry in motion she's gotStyle and graceThe keeper of all loves intention Ruthless in its wakeShe makes the weakest strongerMakes the strongest weakKnights take vows of chivalry Inspired by her beauty seekProvidence of complicationWithout her incomplete The future of mans destiny Lies within her reachHolds the key to heavens gateFury is of weapons gradeEyes of fire incinerate A woman a quiet revolution paradox of love and hate desired and dismissed Or her attention wanes Confident but understated Seductive  she infiltratesCoyly now she reconsidersA lesser man she intimidates Wisdom in her machinations Secrets of the soul she reapsProtective of the one she fancies Keeper of the gate in sleepProvidence of complication Without her incomplete Kinetic forward motion Both beauty and the beast Holds the key to heavens gateFury is of weapons gradeEyes of fire incinerate Poetry in motion A quiet revolution Keeper of loves intention Style and grace A gentle breeze upon the waters A summer rain A storm on the horizon coming A ray of sun on cloudy days