a few songs I actually wrote.
Oooh.. lemme tell ya. These Suck.
Nah, Im a really harsh on myself, and I've never shared them. I doubt anyone will read them anyways.
I wrote this ages ago.
in april of 99 it says..
I was still a virgin then. Lol,
what the fuck was i thinking. i wish i could remember more...
okay here is the crap
...
Scorn by broken laws and staked with love from liberty and holy eyes
pilgram waste banished from the sweet ocean binded from sunlight
images of gods pressed into our minds until the trumpets finally sound
and we all hear unknown cries common pride will exist no more up health in strenth and glory unshackled minds walk along the agels paths captive of no one now murmurs are no more
open to the sun and air that the dreaded hour all who were friednded has the truth of scorn on this lips a ancient fraud paying the rents on sun beams from heaven.
your voice is everywhere welcome in each heart
welcome on every tounge bended and honest in a golden deliverance, violated and natural on the grave of understanding, kindled in a land of freshness and green passion and fruit
secrets and tastes passed from mouth to mouth in holy kisses from satan himself
a fierce wish comes true as awakening washes dreams freedom from your eyes
i am antichrist
the illusion is unraveling peace opens the eyes of all the stars as the works come over and step upon the sugar box, once plugged into the main source eyes are wide open, and full understanding is reached
wandering mysterious, and numb all the things that one would hate in passing. shake and awaken from dreams my pretty, i come to you cause i need duardians to be true.
i need guidance to be true
reassurance in love
that kind of love sends a person to the grave
becomes a slave,
body set soul on fire
wanna fly
playing games hope dies dying
slipped from the tip of your tounge whispered on the street my blanket of clouds
praying aloud
things dont need to be black
the surreal news surrender give up more Id adore you.
I feel like i am living in glass i cant be taken in, touched, blessed
come in a while and waste away with me
its turned out how you wanted it to be
everything you'd ever keep of you is forever,
the only things ill ask of you, is not to be there when i say when...
THis one has a title, I cant believe it.
Reckoning, Out worn at a buried age, i sit here on my throne of pain, oblivious to my surrounding, disgrace to my fortune I stare at heavens gate scorn to change and disobey
filled to the brim with remorse, why couldnt i have given more
ignorant to the flesh I am blind
dull ears awaken to mindless cries as they drown my wasted time passion continues to rise through all these lies you are mine possesed by my taste mercury ages in our eyes creation is what turns me on, music, poetry, words, art, the pen and the ink is it wrong to be swallowed whole, to dissapear, to give the price of control to him/her ugly skin
finger tips
Nah, Im a really harsh on myself, and I've never shared them. I doubt anyone will read them anyways.
I wrote this ages ago.
in april of 99 it says..
I was still a virgin then. Lol,
what the fuck was i thinking. i wish i could remember more...
okay here is the crap
...
Scorn by broken laws and staked with love from liberty and holy eyes
pilgram waste banished from the sweet ocean binded from sunlight
images of gods pressed into our minds until the trumpets finally sound
and we all hear unknown cries common pride will exist no more up health in strenth and glory unshackled minds walk along the agels paths captive of no one now murmurs are no more
open to the sun and air that the dreaded hour all who were friednded has the truth of scorn on this lips a ancient fraud paying the rents on sun beams from heaven.
your voice is everywhere welcome in each heart
welcome on every tounge bended and honest in a golden deliverance, violated and natural on the grave of understanding, kindled in a land of freshness and green passion and fruit
secrets and tastes passed from mouth to mouth in holy kisses from satan himself
a fierce wish comes true as awakening washes dreams freedom from your eyes
i am antichrist
the illusion is unraveling peace opens the eyes of all the stars as the works come over and step upon the sugar box, once plugged into the main source eyes are wide open, and full understanding is reached
wandering mysterious, and numb all the things that one would hate in passing. shake and awaken from dreams my pretty, i come to you cause i need duardians to be true.
i need guidance to be true
reassurance in love
that kind of love sends a person to the grave
becomes a slave,
body set soul on fire
wanna fly
playing games hope dies dying
slipped from the tip of your tounge whispered on the street my blanket of clouds
praying aloud
things dont need to be black
the surreal news surrender give up more Id adore you.
I feel like i am living in glass i cant be taken in, touched, blessed
come in a while and waste away with me
its turned out how you wanted it to be
everything you'd ever keep of you is forever,
the only things ill ask of you, is not to be there when i say when...
THis one has a title, I cant believe it.
Reckoning, Out worn at a buried age, i sit here on my throne of pain, oblivious to my surrounding, disgrace to my fortune I stare at heavens gate scorn to change and disobey
filled to the brim with remorse, why couldnt i have given more
ignorant to the flesh I am blind
dull ears awaken to mindless cries as they drown my wasted time passion continues to rise through all these lies you are mine possesed by my taste mercury ages in our eyes creation is what turns me on, music, poetry, words, art, the pen and the ink is it wrong to be swallowed whole, to dissapear, to give the price of control to him/her ugly skin
finger tips