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Roses Are Red Violets Are BlueViolence is golden,
Blood has a red hue,
I pray that your god will soon kill off you.
I'm Feeling BlueI hear people say "I'm feeling blue" and I just can't understand for I have never felt that way.
I just can not grasp how you manage to feel blue.
Can you feel purple, orange, pink?
What about magenta, cyan, sienna?
Is life made of colors and are we rainbows in the sky?
Maybe life is the drug that we all use to get high.
Each of us a junkie, living out our addictions. Never forgetting that pills have a shelf life and every drug wears off.
One day everyone will find that even the brightest colors fade away, you stoned one too many times, and everything left will fade to gray.
Are we dreams in fairytales?
Are we grains of sand or smoke upon a breeze?
Is life is like an ocean and are we skiffs upon the sea?
Is there no lee side to this vessel?
Will we always be relentlessly battered by the winds until we start to leak? Til we take on salty cargo through the cracks with no tar to fill our seams. With no fisherman to patch us we know no one will even see.
Care Too MuchPut it in a place for worship
Drop it on a spot of high regards
Place it safely out of harms way
Leave it there to rot in your good esteem.
A Tyrant Is DeadThe night is only as black as the heart through which it is seen
Your blood is as bright red as the sins upon which it has fed
A crack in the stone clears darkness away from the skies
Tears shining through the shroud and wash poison from an open wound
Clean blood will flow onto the pure sweet earth and the world will grow strong again
Death comes and you are far from saved
The reaper is hope for a withered land
Freedom from you and release from a tortured existence.
Please make yourself at home
Lean back and relax
Open up so the last ounces of carmine elixir may flow from your stilling flesh
As your arms grow limp the sun lifts her face into the sky in exhilarated flight
A tyrant is dead and a new age dawns bright
To Whence It CameNight and day lock lips
Earth and sky embrace
Cracks appear in the seams of the universe and reality crumbles into dust
Now pulled through stone and drowned in air
Fires sooth and waters tear.
Cold are my bones though the memories burn
Longing for the last embrace of the damned
Drops of blood scatter to the stars
Laughter echo's through empty places deep within my heart.
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