I wants to just feel
whispers of wind in my face
the shame of each bad done deal
nothing in an empty space
happiness in each drop of rain
my soul being signed
with heartbreaking pain
and to feel all planets to be realigned
Friday, 18 June 2010
Tuesday, 15 June 2010
Lies
Darkened Angel, Lightened Pretender,
Shows the face of a stormy surrender
the perfect lies from heavenly lips
the divine acting from the tapered tips
the moon's bitter jealousy at the sun's glorious shine
if only, if only, that shine were mine.
Shows the face of a stormy surrender
the perfect lies from heavenly lips
the divine acting from the tapered tips
the moon's bitter jealousy at the sun's glorious shine
if only, if only, that shine were mine.
Wednesday, 9 June 2010
Tried to remember the lyrics to Buried Alive By Love by HIM and this is what happened
Cos I've been buried alive by love
If i should die before I wake
stop the spirits that shall take
the very soul from in my bones
and drench the world in blackened tones
If i should die before I wake
stop the spirits that shall take
the very soul from in my bones
and drench the world in blackened tones
Buried Alive by Love
A drip of red
from finger bled
dry and drained
from sin refrained
a soul to reap
but none to keep
because i've been
buried alive by love
from finger bled
dry and drained
from sin refrained
a soul to reap
but none to keep
because i've been
buried alive by love
Monday, 7 June 2010
Six Feet Under
Six feet under brown hard earth,
Dancing on my grave with hidden mirth
Smothered flame soul away to alight,
Dead eyes away to restore their sight.
Six feet under with no way out,
Waiting till I'm dug out by worshipper devout
Worshipper devout, wish it was you
With a soul like gold, never to be true.
My own soul lost, fled towards the horizon,
Yours to dig me out, waiting to wizen,
While follower toils away, I hoping that one day,
That this inconvenience, I will one day slay.
Six feet above with no way out,
In the above world, no listener to my shout,
Mother moon looks down, scolding my return,
Rays shine down on my skin, trying to burn.
Six years by ten, still eternally young,
A sorrowful lament, spouts from a single tongue,
My worshipper dead, my true love fled,
I look down at my dress; soaked with red.
Six years by ten, losing years fast,
Flashes of white, ghosts from my past,
Walk across my vision, the last sights I shall see,
I find my worshipper, in my deadened Hell to be.
Dancing on my grave with hidden mirth
Smothered flame soul away to alight,
Dead eyes away to restore their sight.
Six feet under with no way out,
Waiting till I'm dug out by worshipper devout
Worshipper devout, wish it was you
With a soul like gold, never to be true.
My own soul lost, fled towards the horizon,
Yours to dig me out, waiting to wizen,
While follower toils away, I hoping that one day,
That this inconvenience, I will one day slay.
Six feet above with no way out,
In the above world, no listener to my shout,
Mother moon looks down, scolding my return,
Rays shine down on my skin, trying to burn.
Six years by ten, still eternally young,
A sorrowful lament, spouts from a single tongue,
My worshipper dead, my true love fled,
I look down at my dress; soaked with red.
Six years by ten, losing years fast,
Flashes of white, ghosts from my past,
Walk across my vision, the last sights I shall see,
I find my worshipper, in my deadened Hell to be.
Friday, 4 June 2010
First Kiss
As sweet and true as
true love's first kiss
a gesture so sweet
One never to go amiss
Thus as soft as the
waiting serpent's hiss
That is the sound
of true love's first kiss.
true love's first kiss
a gesture so sweet
One never to go amiss
Thus as soft as the
waiting serpent's hiss
That is the sound
of true love's first kiss.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)