Constellation |
Angels come and catch mei have fallen so very hardthe life i led has abandoned menow i drift into the next worldi gaze through astral windowAngels do you think time will stopIf i decide not to acknowl... Posted by on Thu, 07 May 2009 08:33:00 GMT |
Observing(spanish version) |
You must be tired of walking this roadnothing but pain and decadence like an old fable being retoldit loses it luster and brillanceDoes it not bother you to be scorned like so?the badgering,the abuse,... Posted by on Thu, 07 May 2009 08:17:00 GMT |
observing |
You must be tired of walking this roadnothing but pain and decadence like an old fable being retoldit loses it luster and brillanceDoes it not bother you to be scorned like so?the badgering,the abuse,... Posted by on Thu, 07 May 2009 08:11:00 GMT |
Out there... |
Are you out there&Staring back at me from the big black abyss?Do you reside somewhere beyond the stars?Or was I just born blind?Believe me when I say that I long for you, a vision, a glimmer of your l... Posted by on Fri, 06 Feb 2009 15:09:00 GMT |
Damn my eyes... |
the life that i see before me,is filled with lies, and clever little quips.
it grants you false security,and hope of a better place
all the while holding you in its dark embrace
you take highroad,turn... Posted by on Thu, 06 Nov 2008 17:59:00 GMT |
My past My future |
Broken,beaten,and shattered
yet i crawl over the heap of my former self
lied to,and left for dead,tattered
i reshuffle the cards that i was dealt
I pick my self off the floor,dragging my feet from the... Posted by on Thu, 25 Sep 2008 11:14:00 GMT |
The Harlots Death |
Her name dies on the lips of the damned
Like the ship of the dead, a ship unmanned
A begotten curse ,a forsaken promise, a brilliant web of lies
She enjoys sending the strong to fight the weak, makin... Posted by on Mon, 15 Sep 2008 09:17:00 GMT |
The Language of the Dead |
Messages written on the wall
Reflections staring through broken mirrors
Whispers echoing in nearby hallways
I read them all, I see them all, I hear them all
The language of the dead.
The air begins t... Posted by on Mon, 15 Sep 2008 09:18:00 GMT |
Just like you |
Just Like you
Its getting harder
to recognize myself
So many truths, so many lies
Creating your on hell
Nobody wants, nobody cares
For the weak, its all for the strong
And all for the bleak
I am jus... Posted by on Wed, 10 Sep 2008 06:50:00 GMT |
I watch the world burn... |
I watch the world burn
And it cries
Crying out for help, for anyone out there
But I see nothing coming, no hope, no rescue
Like they deserve it
They were given a paradise
They destroyed it
If anyth... Posted by on Wed, 10 Sep 2008 06:48:00 GMT |