Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Doubt

They told us constantly long ago
that every moment promised anything,
reaped from our own choices
but missing details gave us doubt...
From that doubt
we all had to find the pain.
From our doubt
we had to learn ourselves...
That survival is our prime concern,
for death is waiting to take us
from this plane we're placed upon unknowlingly.
Such knowledge could have saved us...
from that doubt
And strange perceptions are born.
Fucking doubt
You fear the truth now dont you?

One day they told us that we could fly
exactly as high as we aspire.
Though back then they neglected to say
we're destined to fall, we will retire.

Wednesday, February 09, 2005

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.

Sunday, February 06, 2005

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.

Thursday, February 03, 2005

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.

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

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

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

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...

Wednesday, January 19, 2005

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.

Only individuals have a sense of responsibility. --Nietzsche