Rain Dances |
Rain that dances with a tearA trail of fear has turned to dustAnd leaves you smiling from the inside outWith darkness hanging by her shroudBroken down too many timesA war-torn, cynical revisionI'll tr...
Posted by My Cyanide Mind on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 01:42:00 PST |
Antarctica |
You were staring out my windowLooking past a solid paneYou'd reduce me down to zeroIf I'd level at your planeYour resistance makes me weary,Subterranean, and coldI was never at your mercyI h...
Posted by My Cyanide Mind on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 12:53:00 PST |
Picture Me |
Picture me with a head made of clouds, a silver-lined halo and I pour myself out. Picture yourself with a perforated gaze, prodding prying eyes to tear you away. Imagine me with my head in my han...
Posted by My Cyanide Mind on Wed, 27 Feb 2008 02:27:00 PST |
Presence |
FUCK. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. FUCK.
I feel like tearing my own head off. I feel like melting my face, fading away. I feel like nothing I do fucking matters. I feel like no...
Posted by My Cyanide Mind on Sun, 24 Feb 2008 03:18:00 PST |
Venom |
I speak of death, yet I cannot speak your name. I'm a liar; I'll do it every day with a gun to my temple and powder on the brain.You are the most destructive and ruinous force on the face of this eart...
Posted by My Cyanide Mind on Sat, 23 Feb 2008 12:52:00 PST |
Lovestruck Down |
Words and music by: Amy McGinnis and Erin Van HornIn the space between what often comes and goesSuch things we often think we knowYou say you're one of usYou're one of our kindYou say you're one of us...
Posted by My Cyanide Mind on Thu, 10 Jan 2008 01:45:00 PST |
Thirds Eye |
Skies breakResolve in intermissionThird's eyeSeeks an unknown future's hopeWhere freedom reignsAnd stripped of desolationI'll fan the fireBurning in my heartI know, you knowReality will crumble It's m...
Posted by My Cyanide Mind on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 02:29:00 PST |
Phantom Limb |
She moved through spaceLike she was made of itShe looked through meLike I was made of herShe was a strangerShe was a ghostA phantom limbShe was never really hereWindows....As cold and blue as I amWint...
Posted by My Cyanide Mind on Fri, 23 Nov 2007 11:12:00 PST |
Scent of Perfume |
I'm building a castle for my painI'm my mother's child in my daddy's veinI cling to hope of better days And a better way to existI muster sins from down and withinBecause they're all that I have to gi...
Posted by My Cyanide Mind on Tue, 16 Oct 2007 01:48:00 PST |
Carry You |
It's safe in hereCome rest your face upon my shoulderI want to break your heartI want to make you cryI want to carry youI want to make you stayI want to ease your painNow here we standTwo symbiotic no...
Posted by My Cyanide Mind on Wed, 19 Sep 2007 02:59:00 PST |
