Another Breed
Something changes
Everything rearranges
All colors they fade
And black is the shade
Beauty was lost
counting the cost in the
mirror of your lies
There's no disguise
It's somthing inviting
Always never-ending- Bleeding,
through every pore
Visions of dark dreams
M y tortured, empty screams
Filling the urgent need
Releasing me
Unto another breed
Dread
Behold the ancient sky
Rise, the stars subside
Fall, face the night
Seven dark sins, roll dice
Belated blessings pass by
Tendrils of life running dry
The dread of the sunrise arrives
Untold, darkling skyscape
Breath now, absorb a last landscape
Horizon,horse,the ground shakes
Seven dark sins, roll dice
Belated blessings pass by
Tendrils of life running dry
The dread of the sunlight arrives
Into Red
In the smallest hour
night´s black like obsidian
Straight from the depths of white tipped
waves comes streams of dreams undone
We tread, tired and true,
from pale green to blessed blue
in depths of deepest red, to the
cold edge of nothingness
Come see what we can be
come see what others see, my
track to tread, day not to dread
so hard and edged
blind innocence
I see what we should be
I see what others see, my track to tread, in deepest red
ardouous test of willingness
In the smallest hour
night´s black like obsidian
Striaght from the depths of white tipped
waves comes streams of dreams undone
We tread, tired and true,
from pale green to blessed blue
in depths of deepest red, to the
cold edge of nothingness
In the smallest hour
night´s black like obsidian
Striaght from the depths of white tipped
waves comes streams of dreams undone
Vertigo
Did you run your life into the ground
Waste away your time
Has Your life caught up to you
Clawing its way back
Wait in line for time to take its toll
No, not me, not I
Left this time you try emotionally
Ever dark'ning skies
Disease, Lost control, Of your life, As your own
Sickness in your mind, Nothing's right, ask your own
Dark, puts pay, to light, of lesser kinds,
Wait, it grips, your mind
Look, for times to twighlight sky,
For signs of life and times
Disease, Lost control, Of your life, As your own
Sickness in your mind, Nothing's right, ask your own
Wake
With a Gaze that pierces all, earth stone and flesh
Over time the simple mind can pass the test
For the sign for the simple sign, that we,
we know whats next
For the night, for the simple sight of whats
left is left
Are we waiting for
A time to hold on to?
As we step beyond,
The hardened truth shines through
Pull the drape on the shadowded wake,
violet silk to black
Sweet scent of incense seals
your return to ash
For the sign for the simple sign, that we,
we know whats next
For the night, for the simple sight of whats
left is left
Are we waiting for
A time to hold on to?
As we step beyond,
The hardened truth shines through
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Demon
When the beast comes over me
Understand no looking back
In the darkness you will see
Reach in front and take my hand
As we march out to the sea
Understand no looking back
No reflection wax eyes shut
Looking on its time for death
Certainty eternal sleep, see the life drain from my hand
No reflection wax eyes shut, life for me is coming to an end
And your time is running slow
See the loved ones far below
Stare in to the dark and know
You've no more time
Jaded
I dont remember if I dragged you here
or you walked yourself
A Million billion moments have passed
but nothing else
Cobbled and Mended
back into shape
today the riddle
tomorrow escape
to stand back now might be the best
Be a part but lesser than the rest
Impressed, depressed, and counted out
all in one day
Wished, outshined, tarnished
all good decay
but let me not choke on positivity
i should take what you have given me
but the tiredness it has me cradled
stumble through my footprints, jaded
For a moment it all makes sense
for some hope i pay no ends
For a moment it all makes sense
for some hope i pay no ends
for a smile, for a smile,
for myself I reconcile
I reconcile
and so it ends
Starling
I find myself Standing here again...
And things I thought would be a little changed
but in a world of opposite intentions
who really cares
Over and over and over again
Hands to feed me
Hands to beat me
mild as the rain
rays of hope on an otherwise
dismembered day
The effort now is distant
reborn through another sunny sky
but on the face of things
was it ever worth the time
why am i standing here
I know things will always change
A no win situation
whoever really cares
On a day of infinite flowers and sunshine
will the rust of tomorrow break the strain
i'm still standing here
and nothing has really changed
an outward indication
Of one who really cares
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