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Fires of JudgementThe fire is burning eternally Forever scorching my heart with the tender memories I hold of thee I stand frozen in the past every time I think of thee Each passing second feels like a year. Each passing year a lifetime Yet the end is never to passFires of Judgement
I know of thy works, and thy labour How they slowly turned you against me And of thy patience And how thou canst not bear them Which are evil Yet thou hast so easily turned when the moment was right So quick to scorn, so quick to bite Becoming all those things thou hast feared
I have heard thee c


WakeI am dreading the time As I know What was mine Is sure to go This time of rest Shall soon fadeWake
The calm of my life
Shall soon awaken strife The wake of sound The wake of pain The wake of all things To reveal my fate
The place I rest
Though currently hidden Shall be seen No longer shall this place Protect my misery
The wake of this world Their hatred stirs A violent storm Constantly reborn
Oh how I loath
The conflicting times I only long for this time of mine Where I get


CrawlIts all the same in the end Im all alone once again One day I will know me One day I will be seenCrawl
By you in the way I wish to be One day when I can believe in me
But I cant see And I cant help But I cant breathe All alone I cant be myself I crawl on Into a new dawn
Alone and Afraid And I dont know Im not seen by you anyways I am just no reason to believe in me And my soul aches as my heart breaks I crawl on, alone in my dismay
All I want is to be With


Dance of SadnessThe flickering of a blade Relieving his lust of a crimson need Using the pain to relieve his mind From a sorrow much too deepDance of Sadness
His body flinching in a dance of sadness Crimson tears flowing as a happy memory He takes the plunge right off the face of his world Forever keeping his secrets
This dance of sadness Forever repeated As we fall into the void The pain begins to fade
This final dance of sadness Which I failed to complete Took place straight off a bridge To an empty and barren land beneath
Too ashamed to say my farew
Ride the Pig

Dove And RavenOn so many a night Too many for me to number Again this dream returns To interrupt my slumber A beast of midnight wings Perches upon my left shoulder Of desire, she does sing And listened not to what I told her "Seek your dreams," She whispered sweetly "Your conscience will not quaver. I can make your dreams come true." I began, sadly, to favor Then an angelic form descended Shoulder right, soft, no tether A saintly bird now perched Made as much of light as it was feather "Trust not this demon bird." It warned, a voice softer than any other &Dove And Raven
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