When I was walking through amsterdam
I realized Id no longer see uncle sam
My wrists were bound my hands were tied
I knew it was to be the day I died
And now the virus creeps in
Feeding off my latest sin
You hold the antidote in your hands
Yet you turn it into sand
You are killing me with every stare
You caught me helpless unprepared
And like a child I keep giving in
To your hypnotizing grin
And now the virus keeps creeping in
Feeding off my latest sin
You bare the cure to withstand
My disease on command
Masochism is the latest trend
There is no need to pretend
Looking for ways to live this lie
My mind knows its for the best but my heart refuses to comply
And now I'm grasping my own skin
So it won't tear apart or fall in
Masochism is the latest trend
Loving you kills me. Allow yourself to bend.
And now this is my demise
My soul crawls into your eyes
What you don't grasp or comprehend
Is that when this begins so does my end.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
One night in Amsterdam
Industrious Rebel
This industrious revolution
I've been held accountable for
I offer no resignation or solution
The real question is do you want more
No premise is necessary
To foreshadow my downfall
I already know what is coming
I know I am death's ultimate goal
Whisper slowly in my ear
the things you used to desire
Do it slowly make it clear
What you wish you may acquire
But I am the industrious rebel
Who goes against the game
Come with me take a chance
You just might be the one who makes me tame
And as you slowly open your eyes
Understand that this will suffice
The devil is on our side
Yet it is god whom is our guide
I am the industrious rebel
Who goes against the game
Don't let go come in closer
Know that this leap is not in vain
I am the industrious rebel
Who fell in love with your eyes
I am the industrious rebel
Whom you have made his own soul despise
The Silents Soul preach to the Ghoul
There was once this silent soul
Who dared one day to speak
He encountered a vicious ghoul
And fell into an endless pit
On his way he realized
That he had been eternally doomed
His fate was crystallized
His greatest demons from the darkness loomed
And then a streak of light soared through the abyss
Unfolding into clarity
he learned that you need to first be oblivious
To be able to achieve humanity
And on his way he realized
That He had been forsaken
From that day he crossed the line
He regreted ignoring the road not taken
Return he did when he found the answer
To that unresolved mind eating cancer
He had to write his story down
Before he would in his emotions drown
Kind are the eyes that understand
The collision's passionate disaster
I don't know where this dillema will land
While we proceed to a new chapter
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
On Past Ghosts
I'd cry a thousand times in silence before id shed a tear in front of you
Words in my mind ill quiet down, not a chance you'll see them across my mouth pass through...
Ive had not a moment of regret but many of sorrow thinking that i could have had you today but didn't out of fear of what would have been tomorrow
So how is that everytime your face blooms out of nowhere into my every aching thought, I receive it, not only with rejoice, but with eagerness to see what memory you have brought, relentless of the fact that it may not be sugar to sweeten present times, but a salt to ru in my clearly open wounds, Wounds that you have caused.
It all started with a faint smile you threw unknowingly my way. but which with you successfully managed to send cupids arrow across my heart forever making it bleed, now undying, but weak. It makes my once silent soul dare to speak. My lips to unfold and secrets reveal, my heart ending up more open than before. careless though, of those around letting words flow, which were a day ago not found, making music out of what was barely a sound, my once groundless body become forever earthbound.
But ghost of my past which dares to haunt my present, what is the price, an ear to hear your deadly words? My eyes to see the truth? My lips to remember those hell filled kisses? Or my tounge to speak those words which I only dare, even today, speak to you?
Words in my mind ill quiet down, not a chance you'll see them across my mouth pass through...
Ive had not a moment of regret but many of sorrow thinking that i could have had you today but didn't out of fear of what would have been tomorrow
So how is that everytime your face blooms out of nowhere into my every aching thought, I receive it, not only with rejoice, but with eagerness to see what memory you have brought, relentless of the fact that it may not be sugar to sweeten present times, but a salt to ru in my clearly open wounds, Wounds that you have caused.
It all started with a faint smile you threw unknowingly my way. but which with you successfully managed to send cupids arrow across my heart forever making it bleed, now undying, but weak. It makes my once silent soul dare to speak. My lips to unfold and secrets reveal, my heart ending up more open than before. careless though, of those around letting words flow, which were a day ago not found, making music out of what was barely a sound, my once groundless body become forever earthbound.
But ghost of my past which dares to haunt my present, what is the price, an ear to hear your deadly words? My eyes to see the truth? My lips to remember those hell filled kisses? Or my tounge to speak those words which I only dare, even today, speak to you?
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