Watching, waiting for the world to stop it's turn.
Hoping, holding on to what has gone before.
I don't, ever want to hear you say again
You won't, ever look at me the same way---!
If I must be alone, prone to hope and dashing stones,
Let me see once more the smiles of all those who left me behind.
Still I'll raise my hands and pray for life.
You, new lover, beauty undisguised.
Smiling, kissing over lips and slender hips.
I won't, ever look at you like I did them.
You can't, ever make me feel the same way!---
Although I guard my heart, keeping pain and glares away
You are who will suffer for it, embraces leaving scabs and sores.
Still I'll raise my swords and bar the doors.
You, who have stayed despite the scars.
I, see, and drop the guise I've kept 'til now.
You won't, ever feel the way you did before.
I will, forever, hold you close and love you on-- and on-- and on!
On-- and on-- and on--!
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
Let The Rest Go
You, oh you, the emerald snake, the butterfly and tiger rage, the hidden hope and open wound and soothing tear that weeps the moon. I, the weeping angel, wolf, the hammer and the titan, the lamb and crushing heart that fights the hating, brutal champions.
You, the silhouetted grace, the dancing golden hate.
You, the fire banshee, the flirting curtain greed.
You, the first, the dagger and the sorrow bleeding sea.
And you, the rest, the nameless and the ones who'd not left me but instead did force my hand to set my anchor free.
If I could have a question answered, any one of thought
I would ask "Why don't you all just leave me here to rot?"
Remember me not! And I shall forget you!
You, the silhouetted grace, the dancing golden hate.
You, the fire banshee, the flirting curtain greed.
You, the first, the dagger and the sorrow bleeding sea.
And you, the rest, the nameless and the ones who'd not left me but instead did force my hand to set my anchor free.
If I could have a question answered, any one of thought
I would ask "Why don't you all just leave me here to rot?"
Remember me not! And I shall forget you!
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Banshee
After all, the fight is gone and dead
Anger's wound around my neck
My stomach's ripped wide open,
Bowels used for a poison,
All consuming witch of the lunar disk.
Metamorph to become the snake,
Devouring every face.
Replace those with your own
Torturing the soul
All consuming snake of the solar disk.
Devouring every face.
Replace those with your own
Torturing the soul
All consuming snake of the solar disk.
After all, the fight is gone and dead
Anger's wound around my neck
My stomach's ripped wide open,
Bowels used for a poison,
All consuming witch of the lunar disk.
Once the love of all my life
For whom I'd sacrifice
Any part that was of need
And you did ask, Banshee.
(Mine was all I had to give
Beyond the grave of life.
Necro, morph in to new flesh
To serve the devils wife.)
Banshee, the absolute and matriarch of ages
Philistine of modern man and whore for hethen sages
Oracale of Olympus, Slut of Babylon,
Apitomy of falsehood crowned by witches while worshiping false Gods!
Banshee, the absolute and matriarch of ages
Philistine of modern man and whore for hethen sages
Oracale of Olympus, Slut of Babylon,
Apitomy of falsehood crowned by witches while worshiping false Gods!
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Snake and the Butterfly
Moon shine on the wilderness
Kiss like a cactus
On my cheeks hurting
With needles and pliers.
Watch. Closely,
Cause I know you see with emeralds,
Snake Eyes.
You say "We'll butcher the weak,
The innocents."
Cause they're free
And you're not, you're bogged down
By the lovers that broke you.
You and me both
Know just what it's like.
Good bye little butterfly,
I knew ye so well.
Kiss like a cactus
On my cheeks hurting
With needles and pliers.
Watch. Closely,
Cause I know you see with emeralds,
Snake Eyes.
You say "We'll butcher the weak,
The innocents."
Cause they're free
And you're not, you're bogged down
By the lovers that broke you.
You and me both
Know just what it's like.
Good bye little butterfly,
I knew ye so well.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Becoming Eater, The Black Star
From my death as I rot in the earthen stone,
Soul alive will rise to a stary throne,
Expanding then colapsing to be living dead
Across Plutonian Heaven stead.
Time and Space,
Exeume me from mere planet.
Godly Race,
Have me be a king.
Armoured in a brilliant light
For luring guilty passers by.
Hunger that can never sate
To eat all life and dead alike!
Eater!
With my body make a sun
Soul alive will rise to a stary throne,
Expanding then colapsing to be living dead
Across Plutonian Heaven stead.
Time and Space,
Exeume me from mere planet.
Godly Race,
Have me be a king.
Armoured in a brilliant light
For luring guilty passers by.
Hunger that can never sate
To eat all life and dead alike!
Eater!
With my body make a sun
To eat up every one
"Take our bodies, make us whole
In you, the black star!"
Becoming blacker than the space between the spaces.
Exhuming as I was exhumed.
My name the name of that my life has been exhaulted to.
I am the king of all stars.
"Take our bodies, make us whole
In you the black star."
With my body make a sun
To eat up every one!
Black Star!
"Take our bodies, make us whole
In you, the black star!"
Becoming blacker than the space between the spaces.
Exhuming as I was exhumed.
My name the name of that my life has been exhaulted to.
I am the king of all stars.
"Take our bodies, make us whole
In you the black star."
With my body make a sun
To eat up every one!
Black Star!
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Metamorphosis
I feel a certain defeat as what I was is going
And this mutated man appears
Covered in remorse and followed by Hades
Knowing what was finally let go
Was never forgotten.
I had changed 'for the better' with no help
Only a motivation
That would eventually defy the old saying.
But all these days are lonely
Without you.
Yes you. This is about you.
And this mutated man appears
Covered in remorse and followed by Hades
Knowing what was finally let go
Was never forgotten.
I had changed 'for the better' with no help
Only a motivation
That would eventually defy the old saying.
But all these days are lonely
Without you.
Yes you. This is about you.
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