I: The Red City
Absent recoil - I guess it's not coming back.
This abysm is warm in the strangest ways;
It keeps bringing me closer to the fall.
Hold on.
I never wanted to be here in this red city.
Close my eyes! His gaze surrenders me into depression's queue.
Embrace the shell! This is my home;
The red city will bring me through.
Possessed anthologies - tea stained pages hold the words -
Stop signs ignored; past the point of turning back.
Non immune - emotions strewn.
On my feet, about to collapse.
Hold on.
I never wanted to be here in this red city.
Close my eyes! His gaze surrenders me into depression's queue.
Embrace the shell! This is my home; the red city will bring me through.
It's suffocating - a lung collapsed like the happiness once found.
I need it breathed back into me -
The air so pure that went away.
Time inflicts my torture.
As I'm craving to let go as many have done before,
Suicidal roulettes scream.
Close my eyes, imagine where I want to be and cut the strings from this red city.
No.
He surrendered!
Thanatos comes with black wings. Am I in a better home?
III: Cold Clutches of a Blackened Hand
These cold clutches of a blackened hand
come to pick me up when I'm falling from my home. Why should I leave this abyss - its shadows a soothing balm To relieve my pain - it's a cure to my paranoid thoughts. He keeps me here while I'm searching for his arms. The blood in his veins is my cure! You're gone, my fangs are craving your blood my Charon. You're left me here, I struggled in my fear Now why aren't my wounds healing. (Now they're not). Thanatos! Where are you now? Thanatos. You've left me to die. I'm bleeding out for you. I've slit my veins to come here, and these wounds won't seem to heal - There's these constant screams in me. I've hit the ashes hard; the ashes of those he's burned in this place... Thanatos I need you! This red rose has withered. This time has stopped. And in the cries of the mourning I hear his name. Why should I leave this abyss - its shadows a soothing balm To relieve my pain - it's a cure to my paranoid thoughts. He keeps me here while I'm searching for his arms. The blood in his veins is my cure! You're gone, my fangs are craving your blood my Charon. You're left me here, I struggled in my fear Now why aren't my wounds healing. (Now they're not). Thanatos! Where are you now? Thanatos. You've left me to die. I'm bleeding out for you. I've slit my veins to come here, and these wounds won't seem to heal - There's these constant screams in me. I've hit the ashes hard; the ashes of those he's burned in this place... Thanatos I need you! |
The nightmare continued and I started to catch on,
But my legs were far heavier as I stumbled to find protection. Eye-lids glued together as watched myself Projected inside my mind. Now this world becomes a cinema - displaying the latest show - of a boy armed with only weakness, Defending from the glowing eyes which lurk in each corner - Resembles his every fear. The personified demons of all that robbed him of his dreams. But then a feather falls down the river Styx. The Radiance a light he's forgotten. He looks above his fallen state, The archangel has come home. Name me Icarus and lend me your wings, I beg to return to my world. Grant me the strength to lift my limbs, A lucid dream where I'm in control. I've been trying to escape this, Desperately trying to escape this. Each time I awake - sweating and cold - I'm still in in this place. As I try once again, the twin takes his form; The god who has trapped me in this slumber. With a swift advance, the angel draws and arrow, Firing into the heart of Hypnos. I'm given the cue - I try to open my mortal eyes, The angel defends as Thanatos comes forth. This is my last chance! |
Awake. Cheer and joy all around. We won the war.
Sit up. Find my feet and hear the news. Something's wrong.
Half the world is suffering as I just as - a massacre
And yet the parades continue as I speak;
The irony is disgusting me.
Each mask and animal covering the ignorance
That each face wears so proudly.
My vision is distorted but I see through your disguise.
In due time you'll name me captain of this sinking vessel that we are living on.
As humans evolve into tiny fucking fish,
Just another escape.
Half the world defines defense with weapons as words,
A massacre.
And yet our laws are passed for peace.
The irony is disgusting me.
With flagpoles as paws and children for arms,
They're howling to their Lord.
On this black day he confirmed their faith,
as blood runs down the walls.
My ship's in a bottle about to break
And I'll surely die in the fall.
Mine's a wish whispered to the hurricane outside these walls.
Mine's a breath confessing my love to her.
Beloved sings an elegy, sealed with a solemn kiss.
Her hands are cold as she weeps. I know I must fight this.
Thanatos! He's heard our desperate calls as these worlds blur.
The death-god soon will be here.
We'll break up the parades and gather infantry.
Defending what world we have left.
She tries to hold him down - his dimentia's taken over.
He throws a punch to her head. Escaping from his manor
into the world.
Their God is wise,
Printing the lies in the newspapers they're bringing home.
Their God is wise,
Diverting eyes from the blood they spilled this day.
Yet he knows the truth that escapes their minds
As he fights to bring them to reality.
The nightmare continued and I started to catch on,
But my legs were far heavier as I stumbled to find protection. Eye-lids glued together as watched myself Projected inside my mind. Now this world becomes a cinema - displaying the latest show - of a boy armed with only weakness, Defending from the glowing eyes which lurk in each corner - Resembles his every fear. The personified demons of all that robbed him of his dreams. But then a feather falls down the river Styx. The Radiance a light he's forgotten. He looks above his fallen state, The archangel has come home. Name me Icarus and lend me your wings, I beg to return to my world. Grant me the strength to lift my limbs, A lucid dream where I'm in control. I've been trying to escape this, Desperately trying to escape this. Each time I awake - sweating and cold - I'm still in in this place. As I try once again, the twin takes his form; The god who has trapped me in this slumber. With a swift advance, the angel draws and arrow, Firing into the heart of Hypnos. I'm given the cue - I try to open my mortal eyes, The angel defends as Thanatos comes forth. This is my last chance! |
Decrepit prophet.
They say your words are painted with blasphemy. The pigs are laughing at you, You're but a dope fiend begging for a fix. He sprints in crooked lines down the cityside screaming scripted treason from the chapter in his mind - desperately hunting obliging men to heed his call. She awakes from her inert state and dashes out the door searching for a psychopath in a crowd of drunken celebration. She sees a stumbling man dash into a broadcasting station. He interrupts the local news and continues up and up until the shining sun on a window makes it look much like a mirror. She reaches the top to witness his final steps. The fear erupted on his face as he saw his reflection in the windowpane. Thanatos stood looking back behind a glass wall. He charged at the figure, as shattered glass flew following the Insomniac to his dismal end. "Hold on! Hold on!" she cried out to his still body. "Hold on! Hold on!" no pulse was left in his limbs. Silence choked parades as a crowd thickly swarmed. They saw a weeping woman tightly clutching a perished man. Cameras came with newsteams as writers started headlines reading "Psychopath's Grim Suicide" She quickly spoke up, couldn't take it anymore. Saying "This man was killed by our country as was half of the world." She spoke of their weapons and the suffering it caused As she witness her lover become mentally torn apart. Parades became funerals to those they had killed As a chant echoed in history singing "Thanatos." |
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