Succubus

Gravel made from dreams
lining roads we tread
the faster we walk
the more we must fracture

Charlatains of progress
falling forewards on the stage
reveal their true agenda
with the words they do not say

Awe and wonder saved
for the impetuous youth
to be launched in a frenzy
upon the first target I mark

Every sale makes me greedy
Every rule makes me insane
Every kill makes me more human
Every heart makes me inhumane

Every night before I rest,
organize this soup of worlds
Bringing me so much closer
to the truth
at last I'm finally asleep


What can I take from the ill-tempered demon?
Where can I ride that there's nary a storm?
How may I strive against fate's good intentions,
now that I'm beyond the bridges I've burned?
Why would I see someone who's not there?
When would that person exist?

Get those bloody fingers out of my mind
Leave me alone so I can find
a sanctuary for my own kind
the filth of mankind, the morally blind

Such beauty in this land I've never seen
Far off on the horizon drops the queen
I chase her waning figurine
I can't catch up I call her name.
She's got that cobalt dagger
black feather in her hair
dances tell stories of deceit
her power captivates
No longer can I hold it back
my fault, my need to advance
candlelight and stone pillars
my blood spilled once more

I wake within a filthy chamber
organize this soup of worlds
seperate the needs from lust
so the process can begin again.

Cocaine

Light in the darkness
I need you still
Snow in the desert
I need you still

You were the power for me to articulate
Until the second arrival I'll await
You were the end of my friend, is this my fate?
To be the temple that you desecrate

Blood in the marble
I need you still
Pain in the spaces
I need you still

A thousand pictures soaring through my mind
You are the evil and the good combined
A spire of my feelings intertwined
I long to leave this habit far behind

Focus is gone now
I need you still
Behind me tears fall
I need you still

Outcast, for you I'm branded
Ostracized and repremanded
I need you still
Another bag that I demanded
Return empty handed
I need you still
Inside you leave me stranded
Progress now disbanded
I need you still
Causatum you commanded
In hell tonight I've landed
again...

Stronger

Every time I look upon you I'm filled with a feeling of surprise
Every time I say I love you I feel a feeling I dispise
Other ones whove sat upon your lands
Would try to understand but...
I can hardly take this any longer
I wish I was
Stronger

Strong enough for your enemies to be slain,
Aegis to absorb all your pain,
Make-shift facilitator of gain,
You are the hand, I am the cane.

Every night I go to sleep and continue through a mission in disguise
Every time you've turned to me seeking counsel and I only improvise
When it ends theres fury left inside,
But I wish I'd died,
Back that I'd nothing done but hide.

Cowardice is the one reason why,
I could succeed but I didn't try.
Hate upon myself that made me lie,
think about it now,
and want to cry.

Fabric

Temple of the old,
Fell me as we grow
Seperatley but time shall see
one day we will reunite.

She would come
if I'd wait.
Time has come
for the the tides to be out;
and yet I feel
so sad.

When we fall
away from here
you would not
see me.

I've no regrets.
No shelter here.
What else could I find?
Not a damn thing
compares.

...and yet I sail
across these lands
of barren waste
and debris.
What is here
but my own lust?

Whelp may suceed
unto surprise.
With this sonata
to hunt by.

Pain comes for a moment
and I turn
far away from the sun
for a moment.

I loved what we had
in the sun
but i know
at night
when I fail....

Every time that the moon is full
I run from my own form
I'm adorned
in the pain I feel
from longing.

...and yet I strive
just to know what you feel
and what it is within us
that gives the capacity for.

Heart

Pure...
as snow.

Hear...
as now...

Care as all.
Fell as one.

Love...
as they.

Feel...
as one.

Touch like none.
Care as all.

Hold...
and contain
not confine.

Know...
not decide
and debate.

Belive,
as we could
as you should.

Corrupt

She's a craving for these material things
but what she really needs... I can't bestow it
She's a processor toward what time brings
so I wonder what lingers inside
She's a method for me, unto her I am ying
but what she really needs... I do not know it
She's been looming behind with my heart on a string
One last part of me...
Dare not show it...
So I'll hide.

We shall celebrate until we've forgotten the meaning of the word good.
Sometimes our cravings are deeper than we would show.
There's nothing left at all when we reach this point,
There's now a new way to surrender,
Without this hard beverage and vapors we must face eachother...
And ourselves.

I wake up smelling vomit on the carpet under my own head.
I gathering my things, pondering just where the fuck you've fled.
My gaze greets the sky and I leave this place.