Now

Those photographs may not contain the souls of the memory
nor divide image from emotion.

The facts from the time seperate from the look on her face.
Now I recall the beginning.

I can remember like it's still that day,
and can recall just what I'd felt for you.
I can't go back in time anyway,
or erase any of the things I used to do.

For you I wish I could
for you I would, no hesitation.
But that was then
and this is only now.

Share

Give me relief,
those who stand waiting.
Need for the pace,
for my limp flows.

Give away today
that which youve earned,
Lie slain tonight,
if my stride ends....

Tonight I told them what I'd seen.
Tomorrow they'll know how I feel.
Time taken to think of what I said,
because I fear I'll soon be dead.

Give me reprieve
for those still asking.
No need for space
while my love goes.

Solitude tonight,
why must I wait?
I Pray: patience now
my pride must mend.

Tomorrow tell them where I've been.
Ensure them that my tale is real.
Point out the paths that I have tread,
marked on the map, the blood I've bled.

This is the meaning of the fundamental need to communicate.
With our time weening I would shine upon my creed and facilitate.

Send them through,
further on.
Mark the few,
rare paths for failure.

Your knowledge grew,
fearing wrong.
Told what I knew
but I'm no saviour.

I'd share my knowledge with you child,
this is my love.
You'd deserve any chance as me
to soar above.

Demon

Enclosed in the vault for all of eternity
the ancients died to bind him here
Impacted on the ancient altar
runes that speak of what happened then

The flesh is cold, yet the beast still lives.

It took a nation to send him under
to imprison him for eterninty
Instantly the seal is ripped asunder
it only took one man to set him free

That thing is lose, with evil it gives.

Alarum

Fire my senses
disreguard for the blade
holds ages of pain
along its edge

Soft leather sheath
knows not the yield
of pure chaos
it contains

Get them off of me,
you wont take it away
Send them down to hell,
a place where they belong


Cold winter night
knows not its beauty
nor the tired death
from its embrace.

Might from longing
hardened body and mind
as if structure fortifies
standing alone.

Scars and memories,
will never fade away
trust and honor
are gone today
Deep contempt
and futile ways
self destruction
the rich man pays
Tonight its my turn
my frame be razed
demons within
come out and play