The Lesser Poet: Poetry and Prose
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
The Take Down
The pain is surprisingly numb,
Only a moment before it comes,
That I feel its surge,
An awakening jolt breaking my threshold,
Taking me down,
To the earth, dizzyied, lost,
No longer able to recognize
what has happened,
Just that I am at peace.
Only a moment before it comes,
That I feel its surge,
An awakening jolt breaking my threshold,
Taking me down,
To the earth, dizzyied, lost,
No longer able to recognize
what has happened,
Just that I am at peace.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Quote:
Nightmares are enlightening. It brings you to the brink of madness and lets you see who you really are. It's such a shame that rarely anyone wakes up to acknowledge a nightmare's meaning.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
The Fall of Midnight
Mr. Midnight had a fright
and fell down the stairs,
The cat saw what had happened
and blamed the dog instead.
Poor Alfred, Midnight's canine friend,
They stuck a needle into him,
Alfred's eyes never opened again.
Poor little feline, no master, no friends,
Left all alone to fend for herself,
But that was never a problem,
For she was never Midnight's friend.
A fiend she was, a shadow unseen,
Now that Midnight is gone,
She can finally be the bitch she really is.
HAIL the death of Midnight!!!
and fell down the stairs,
The cat saw what had happened
and blamed the dog instead.
Poor Alfred, Midnight's canine friend,
They stuck a needle into him,
Alfred's eyes never opened again.
Poor little feline, no master, no friends,
Left all alone to fend for herself,
But that was never a problem,
For she was never Midnight's friend.
A fiend she was, a shadow unseen,
Now that Midnight is gone,
She can finally be the bitch she really is.
HAIL the death of Midnight!!!
Monday, June 05, 2006
Silent is the heart that knows love,
Fearful is the lover who sees lost,
Sorrow is the weeping new orphan,
But all is what makes humanity the better for.
Fearful is the lover who sees lost,
Sorrow is the weeping new orphan,
But all is what makes humanity the better for.
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
There the lights fell dim,
As shadows crept into the dark,
Into the room as they sleep,
Each child in their dreams,
Whilst the shadows play their games,
Working the magic of old,
Rearranging thoughts and dreams,
Making sweet images into nightmares,
This game of theirs, a game longed played,
A game mortals adapted when they grew old,
Trickery of sorts, lies of many,
That hearts break and souls twisted,
Shadows teach children to be wicked,
So that when they wake into adults,
The wicked make the shadows proud,
But blame them we cannot,
For it is the humanity's fault,
For being fickle and weak,
And what weak creatures we are.
As shadows crept into the dark,
Into the room as they sleep,
Each child in their dreams,
Whilst the shadows play their games,
Working the magic of old,
Rearranging thoughts and dreams,
Making sweet images into nightmares,
This game of theirs, a game longed played,
A game mortals adapted when they grew old,
Trickery of sorts, lies of many,
That hearts break and souls twisted,
Shadows teach children to be wicked,
So that when they wake into adults,
The wicked make the shadows proud,
But blame them we cannot,
For it is the humanity's fault,
For being fickle and weak,
And what weak creatures we are.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
The Jester King's Rhymes - Learning
Shadow-walk here,
Day-walk there,
Always walk alone,
No ones ever there,
No one ever cares,
Be alone until sorrow grows,
and a tree named Misery
gives a darkly shade,
where poor souls gather
to keep each other company,
but walk each will do again,
and alone once more,
Talk a walk into the woods,
Bite an apple of maddened thought,
Fall apart and weep in tears,
Then learn the blood cry song,
And then continue the walk,
Still alone, still no one,
reach the Sea of Drowning,
if there is joy then walk on water,
if sorrow's in heart,
drown like the others,
still, like always, die alone.
Day-walk there,
Always walk alone,
No ones ever there,
No one ever cares,
Be alone until sorrow grows,
and a tree named Misery
gives a darkly shade,
where poor souls gather
to keep each other company,
but walk each will do again,
and alone once more,
Talk a walk into the woods,
Bite an apple of maddened thought,
Fall apart and weep in tears,
Then learn the blood cry song,
And then continue the walk,
Still alone, still no one,
reach the Sea of Drowning,
if there is joy then walk on water,
if sorrow's in heart,
drown like the others,
still, like always, die alone.
Sunday, March 26, 2006
Passing Life
Each day passes, each morning comes,
But the night before I never slumber,
Not truly; always half awake and
in the realms of utter dreaming,
Yet I remain, mortal to the heart,
Or am I mortal really, or not at all.
Each day passes, each morning gone,
Every dawning I mourn of my childhood lost,
Regrets and whispers of lost fun,
I who felt the whip; I who felt the punch,
I who cried to sleep not knowing love's warmth,
Or maybe this monster deserves no love.
Each day passes, another time lost,
I remain awake in bed next to my love,
Sometimes I wish to tell her,
On times I wish her not to know,
Of all the scars I have; ones that never show,
Can she see this monster and still love me so?
Each day passes, a sunset takes to dusk,
I see a dark cloud over my mortal heart,
Shall tomorrow be better, if tomorrow comes,
Shall I smile, or will I be cold of heart,
And can this beast truly be loved,
Or am I to wander, lost and without heart.
Each day passes, night stars shone bright,
I remain here, wishing for that warm light,
No more fear of losing my mind, nor
that of my heart's warmth inside,
I glare long into that deep sky,
And I wish for someone to come and save my life.
But the night before I never slumber,
Not truly; always half awake and
in the realms of utter dreaming,
Yet I remain, mortal to the heart,
Or am I mortal really, or not at all.
Each day passes, each morning gone,
Every dawning I mourn of my childhood lost,
Regrets and whispers of lost fun,
I who felt the whip; I who felt the punch,
I who cried to sleep not knowing love's warmth,
Or maybe this monster deserves no love.
Each day passes, another time lost,
I remain awake in bed next to my love,
Sometimes I wish to tell her,
On times I wish her not to know,
Of all the scars I have; ones that never show,
Can she see this monster and still love me so?
Each day passes, a sunset takes to dusk,
I see a dark cloud over my mortal heart,
Shall tomorrow be better, if tomorrow comes,
Shall I smile, or will I be cold of heart,
And can this beast truly be loved,
Or am I to wander, lost and without heart.
Each day passes, night stars shone bright,
I remain here, wishing for that warm light,
No more fear of losing my mind, nor
that of my heart's warmth inside,
I glare long into that deep sky,
And I wish for someone to come and save my life.
Friday, February 17, 2006
Riddle me this:
walk on water,
tread on land,
pass through mountains,
and trots on desert sands,
yet no mark is traced,
and we still stand.
who are we?
tread on land,
pass through mountains,
and trots on desert sands,
yet no mark is traced,
and we still stand.
who are we?
Sunday, January 29, 2006
The Jester King's Rhymes - Jester's Call
Come one, Come all,
Come and dance with me,
Let's all sing; Let's all fly free,
Lose your sorrows,
Lose your pain,
And smile along with me.
Let's have fun,
Let's forget,
Past and present and
the future's end,
Lose your mind,
Lose your name,
And smile along with me.
Eat your fill,
Drink your lot,
Fill your bellies,
Kill your thoughts,
Give your soul away,
But continue to smile along with me.
Make a reason,
Heed the call,
Bleed your body,
Take the fall,
Live and die,
Just keep smiling with me.
I've taken your sorrow,
I've taken your pain,
I've taken your time and
made you lose you name,
I've filled your stomach
and left you blank,
And I've made you give
your soul away,
Now you have fallen,
So now, smile for me.
Oh, you fool, you little brat,
Three times three with this black cat,
Taking your soul,
And stealing your name,
I am the jester and
this is my game.
I am the hauntings,
I am the fright,
And that thing that creeps in the night,
Well, that isn't me, but a friend you see,
But once again, let me tell you what I be,
I, oh little ones, am the Jester King.
Come and dance with me,
Let's all sing; Let's all fly free,
Lose your sorrows,
Lose your pain,
And smile along with me.
Let's have fun,
Let's forget,
Past and present and
the future's end,
Lose your mind,
Lose your name,
And smile along with me.
Eat your fill,
Drink your lot,
Fill your bellies,
Kill your thoughts,
Give your soul away,
But continue to smile along with me.
Make a reason,
Heed the call,
Bleed your body,
Take the fall,
Live and die,
Just keep smiling with me.
I've taken your sorrow,
I've taken your pain,
I've taken your time and
made you lose you name,
I've filled your stomach
and left you blank,
And I've made you give
your soul away,
Now you have fallen,
So now, smile for me.
Oh, you fool, you little brat,
Three times three with this black cat,
Taking your soul,
And stealing your name,
I am the jester and
this is my game.
I am the hauntings,
I am the fright,
And that thing that creeps in the night,
Well, that isn't me, but a friend you see,
But once again, let me tell you what I be,
I, oh little ones, am the Jester King.
Friday, January 27, 2006
Thursday, January 26, 2006
The Jester King's Rhymes - Children's Rhyme
Here's a scary children's rhyme for those who fear the dark. Tell you your kids if you want them to fear what lies beyond...
Oh, little children, dreamers of fun,
Know that we'll haunt you,
For we are the Dark Ones.
We creep from under your bed,
From the shadows in your room,
We're the ones who make you dread,
And we dream for you your doom.
We rattle your closets,
We drop all your toys,
To scare you dead and
out of your mind.
We make you fear us,
That is our game,
You know we are there,
But dare you tell us to GO AWAY.
Oh, little children, dreamers of fun,
Know that we'll haunt you,
For we are the Dark Ones.
Oh, little children, dreamers of fun,
Know that we'll haunt you,
For we are the Dark Ones.
We creep from under your bed,
From the shadows in your room,
We're the ones who make you dread,
And we dream for you your doom.
We rattle your closets,
We drop all your toys,
To scare you dead and
out of your mind.
We make you fear us,
That is our game,
You know we are there,
But dare you tell us to GO AWAY.
Oh, little children, dreamers of fun,
Know that we'll haunt you,
For we are the Dark Ones.
The Jester King's Rhymes
Children's Rhyme
Monday, January 23, 2006
Personal Quote:
I fell once, but whilst I was falling, I found enlightenment and bore wings; that there set me to new heights.
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
All this pain everyday, I feel it,
Coming to take me away,
Agony's face sees it to be,
Wawiting for me to weep,
You, who took away everyday of my life,
Took it all as you played me,
Making me a fool, enjoying my misery,
This pain I feel are all the memories I need,
All this pain I feel everyday,
Comes from you, night demon,
Oh, what have I done,
To deserve the silence of your heart,
The silence of an empty room,
Only my thoughts do I hear,
This pain I feel is all the memory I need,
Memories of your once kind heart,
What wrong have I done?
What sins committed by me?
When you were the one who wrong me,
Tis' I the saint, turned to villain, by eyes others see,
Thus all I need are those sorrowful memories.
These words were written a year ago, in dreadful times of grief. I knew anguish then, but I was lost in the battle for what was really more important.
Coming to take me away,
Agony's face sees it to be,
Wawiting for me to weep,
You, who took away everyday of my life,
Took it all as you played me,
Making me a fool, enjoying my misery,
This pain I feel are all the memories I need,
All this pain I feel everyday,
Comes from you, night demon,
Oh, what have I done,
To deserve the silence of your heart,
The silence of an empty room,
Only my thoughts do I hear,
This pain I feel is all the memory I need,
Memories of your once kind heart,
What wrong have I done?
What sins committed by me?
When you were the one who wrong me,
Tis' I the saint, turned to villain, by eyes others see,
Thus all I need are those sorrowful memories.
These words were written a year ago, in dreadful times of grief. I knew anguish then, but I was lost in the battle for what was really more important.
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
I dreamt I was lost, and blinded by the night,
That my eyes knew not the path to the light,
But then came gentle hands that led the way,
Somehow I trusted I wasn't going astray,
Sensations of safety, warmth, and love poured through,
Feelings from which I thought I never knew,
Then came the path that shone with light,
And this I knew was the path I should abide,
As I crossed over and came back to life,
I found her gentle caress and felt no strife,
For I knew truly, that she was my guide.
That my eyes knew not the path to the light,
But then came gentle hands that led the way,
Somehow I trusted I wasn't going astray,
Sensations of safety, warmth, and love poured through,
Feelings from which I thought I never knew,
Then came the path that shone with light,
And this I knew was the path I should abide,
As I crossed over and came back to life,
I found her gentle caress and felt no strife,
For I knew truly, that she was my guide.
A Promise Made
I once dreamt I was a fish with blue and yellow stripes all over,
And in that dream I dreamt I had a fishy lover,
I once thought I was a hunter, with much rage in my heart,
But seeing my prey caring its cub, my rage fell apart,
I once remembered that I knew all of sorrow's pain,
Yet misery left me once I knew your name,
I now know that my life was never whole,
Until you came and brought life to my soul,
Here and now I promise to reside,
With love in my heart as you are at my side.
And in that dream I dreamt I had a fishy lover,
I once thought I was a hunter, with much rage in my heart,
But seeing my prey caring its cub, my rage fell apart,
I once remembered that I knew all of sorrow's pain,
Yet misery left me once I knew your name,
I now know that my life was never whole,
Until you came and brought life to my soul,
Here and now I promise to reside,
With love in my heart as you are at my side.
Thursday, September 29, 2005
Children's Bedtime Charm - Audio
Monsters, monsters from under my bed,
Please don't come to chop off my head,
Shadows, shadows lurking from the closet's dark,
Please don't come to leave me your mark,
Goblins, ghouls and children of the night,
Fly away and give me no fright,
I am the master so let me be,
You shall leave on the count of one, two, three.
This is a bedtime charm for those of children who feared the dark, and what lives in it. Be safe little ones, and fear no more.
Children's Bedtime Charm - streaming | download
Please don't come to chop off my head,
Shadows, shadows lurking from the closet's dark,
Please don't come to leave me your mark,
Goblins, ghouls and children of the night,
Fly away and give me no fright,
I am the master so let me be,
You shall leave on the count of one, two, three.
This is a bedtime charm for those of children who feared the dark, and what lives in it. Be safe little ones, and fear no more.
Children's Bedtime Charm - streaming | download
The Undying Tree - Audio
Another recording for you guys to enjoy...
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The Unrest - Audio
A new recording brought to you by Ami J and the Internet Archive...
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Saturday, September 03, 2005
The Undying Tree
Each leaf is one to the other,
Equal in every way that is,
But no single leaf falls together,
With that of its brother and sister,
Take this tree in to mind,
From start to finish of time,
Nothing will change,
This tree is the true undying,
For each of us immortals go,
The Undying Tree will follow,
We are the ones kindred with its soul,
So with it our hearts are one and all.
Equal in every way that is,
But no single leaf falls together,
With that of its brother and sister,
Take this tree in to mind,
From start to finish of time,
Nothing will change,
This tree is the true undying,
For each of us immortals go,
The Undying Tree will follow,
We are the ones kindred with its soul,
So with it our hearts are one and all.
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Elder's Dust, My Own Flesh
Upon this night, full of dark and dread,
I sit upon the fire crackling its warmth,
In this chair, the silence only spoke.
His heart was dying and his soul long gone,
Yet his mind only had a single thought,
Of his sweet angel and her gentle touch,
It was her that taught him of lasting love,
When darkness filled his saddened heart,
And he reminded himself of her soft eyes,
Of blue, pristine as the day's sky,
It was her as well that spoke of hope,
With her caring voice and that gentle note,
She sprung him into a fine poet,
But her life has ended and her soul lost,
And he is alone again and his heart gone,
She was the hope as he was her destiny,
And now all is lost, Death's fine cruelty,
And his heart slowly fell away,
And time came to claim from his earthly stay,
His breathe fell quick and a cold shiver came,
But in the end, he hoped again that he
may see her gentle smile when he reached his final breathe.
And when that came, his breathe,
My life became greater and no less,
I am a poet, the next of the line,
But let us remember the elderly time.
I sit upon the fire crackling its warmth,
In this chair, the silence only spoke.
His heart was dying and his soul long gone,
Yet his mind only had a single thought,
Of his sweet angel and her gentle touch,
It was her that taught him of lasting love,
When darkness filled his saddened heart,
And he reminded himself of her soft eyes,
Of blue, pristine as the day's sky,
It was her as well that spoke of hope,
With her caring voice and that gentle note,
She sprung him into a fine poet,
But her life has ended and her soul lost,
And he is alone again and his heart gone,
She was the hope as he was her destiny,
And now all is lost, Death's fine cruelty,
And his heart slowly fell away,
And time came to claim from his earthly stay,
His breathe fell quick and a cold shiver came,
But in the end, he hoped again that he
may see her gentle smile when he reached his final breathe.
And when that came, his breathe,
My life became greater and no less,
I am a poet, the next of the line,
But let us remember the elderly time.
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
To My Blood Kin
This is pulling me down,
Its paining of your distrust,
An emotion of hate and rage
from your wounding thrust,
Now this wound is gaping,
Bleeding through and my mind
has lost all true hope,
Yet you'll always see me smile,
For my wounds are mere mortal,
My eyes glare at you,
Though my expression is blank,
Piercing through to take a glance,
Of that thing to call your soul,
Where is your humanity?
Oh, brother of mine,
Where is that speck that once
made you completely whole?
And to my very end,
I feared for you even more,
Though my eyes may eternally close,
But you, my dearest friend,
My brother, my blood kin,
You I fear the most,
For I fear that you may have lost your mortal soul.
Its paining of your distrust,
An emotion of hate and rage
from your wounding thrust,
Now this wound is gaping,
Bleeding through and my mind
has lost all true hope,
Yet you'll always see me smile,
For my wounds are mere mortal,
My eyes glare at you,
Though my expression is blank,
Piercing through to take a glance,
Of that thing to call your soul,
Where is your humanity?
Oh, brother of mine,
Where is that speck that once
made you completely whole?
And to my very end,
I feared for you even more,
Though my eyes may eternally close,
But you, my dearest friend,
My brother, my blood kin,
You I fear the most,
For I fear that you may have lost your mortal soul.
The Undying Folk
We are the ones who find truth,
These very few taht exist for this task,
Spectators of time, ticking ever last,
Yet we find no pleasure in the world's end.
These very few taht exist for this task,
Spectators of time, ticking ever last,
Yet we find no pleasure in the world's end.
Monday, August 15, 2005
Here we reside in the tones of conformity,
The ideals of life that society taught us,
In which do we come and go, to and fro,
Yet the makings of the world do not show,
Can you take my life away?
Can you make me suffer no more of this pain?
I die each time you pass the chance,
To end my misery by a mere glance,
Dude! I am in pain and painings of living grow,
All that needs to be done is for joy to come,
But that never happens, not in a chance,
You never see the truth, not at first glance...
The ideals of life that society taught us,
In which do we come and go, to and fro,
Yet the makings of the world do not show,
Can you take my life away?
Can you make me suffer no more of this pain?
I die each time you pass the chance,
To end my misery by a mere glance,
Dude! I am in pain and painings of living grow,
All that needs to be done is for joy to come,
But that never happens, not in a chance,
You never see the truth, not at first glance...
Sunday, August 14, 2005
At a Point...
Here I am, at the cross road again,
Not the same as the last,
Still remains the same in one way,
A choice to be made of my path,
And here I stand in thought,
Of which way may lead to my fate,
That destiny may change and so
to the life I lead may alter its course,
I fear for this, for the change,
But I must move some time,
As the sun may rise and set,
My feet must move head on,
Not moving a step back, not turning
around, away from the paths ahead,
For in truth, the past is behind me,
I can never go back, to who I was,
Nor can I remain stagnant in this place,
This limbo of destiny's arms, wide open
with possibilities of endless proportion,
Yet limited to the fate I shall have,
Do I dare to care to regret all those minor sins?
When before was it not me that chose
not to regret my personal actions and take it
head on to my judgemnet.
I am that the junction and my mind spirals
away the thoughts of what will be,
Of things to come in the time of my life's future,
Should I maybe then be gin to worry,
Of my lacking in saving my humanity,
And embrace my fate whole heartedly,
I think too long a time at this point,
And I close my eyes to find an answer,
In my day dreaming, where I may see
What imaginary future may be,
This I do, and still the cross road I be.
Not the same as the last,
Still remains the same in one way,
A choice to be made of my path,
And here I stand in thought,
Of which way may lead to my fate,
That destiny may change and so
to the life I lead may alter its course,
I fear for this, for the change,
But I must move some time,
As the sun may rise and set,
My feet must move head on,
Not moving a step back, not turning
around, away from the paths ahead,
For in truth, the past is behind me,
I can never go back, to who I was,
Nor can I remain stagnant in this place,
This limbo of destiny's arms, wide open
with possibilities of endless proportion,
Yet limited to the fate I shall have,
Do I dare to care to regret all those minor sins?
When before was it not me that chose
not to regret my personal actions and take it
head on to my judgemnet.
I am that the junction and my mind spirals
away the thoughts of what will be,
Of things to come in the time of my life's future,
Should I maybe then be gin to worry,
Of my lacking in saving my humanity,
And embrace my fate whole heartedly,
I think too long a time at this point,
And I close my eyes to find an answer,
In my day dreaming, where I may see
What imaginary future may be,
This I do, and still the cross road I be.
Friday, August 05, 2005
Soul Fulfilled
There is no need to be in pain,
Not when sorrow's not your gain,
There is no need to lash the whip,
Not when the soul is fulfilled,
Here we are, in the darkest night,
Among our shadows in unison,
Here we go into this night,
Where darkness falls and shadows turn,
I am here, by your side,
In the calming of this good night,
As the winds send chills down our spine,
The raving madness is left behind,
This is a night, where fears are gone,
Where the cold and pain do us no harm,
And for those moments, the soul is full
Of a strength that seldom had grown,
I am here, by your side,
In the calming of this good night,
As the whispers we share go on by,
We give way to the rising of the light.
Not when sorrow's not your gain,
There is no need to lash the whip,
Not when the soul is fulfilled,
Here we are, in the darkest night,
Among our shadows in unison,
Here we go into this night,
Where darkness falls and shadows turn,
I am here, by your side,
In the calming of this good night,
As the winds send chills down our spine,
The raving madness is left behind,
This is a night, where fears are gone,
Where the cold and pain do us no harm,
And for those moments, the soul is full
Of a strength that seldom had grown,
I am here, by your side,
In the calming of this good night,
As the whispers we share go on by,
We give way to the rising of the light.
Monday, August 01, 2005
The Unrest
I feel alone in this dark night,
Too cold is my heart from sorrow's part,
And ill is be my body that aches so much,
But in pain, there is a sense of clarity,
I cherished that moment of sincerity,
Those moments where joy brought no grief,
Where there was no cost to shine a fool's grin,
But that time has ended for me,
All there is left is the empty heart of an unloved man,
Whose soul is weeping and the body decays,
And dry tears leave its mark on a dirtied face,
And there is much unrest in my unloved soul.
Too cold is my heart from sorrow's part,
And ill is be my body that aches so much,
But in pain, there is a sense of clarity,
I cherished that moment of sincerity,
Those moments where joy brought no grief,
Where there was no cost to shine a fool's grin,
But that time has ended for me,
All there is left is the empty heart of an unloved man,
Whose soul is weeping and the body decays,
And dry tears leave its mark on a dirtied face,
And there is much unrest in my unloved soul.
Saturday, July 30, 2005
Of Old but Not Forgotten - Audio
Another recording I made when I went through my files... Enjoy!!
Of Old but Not Forgotten - streaming | download
Of Old but Not Forgotten - streaming | download
Dancing in Dark and Light - Audio
Here's one of my latest recordings, I do hope you enjoy it.
Dancing in Dark and Light - streaming | download
Dancing in Dark and Light - streaming | download
Sunday, July 24, 2005
Malice's Riddle
You are here, in this realm,
Where darkness comes and madness dwells,
Here I am inside of you,
Hidden away from all you knew,
I am deadly, I am fun,
I am you on the run,
We are the same, you and I,
And there's no time for sweet good-byes,
Harm others and harm ourselves,
Burn this mortal heart as well,
You are here, in this realm,
Where darkenss comes and madness dwells,
You think you're rid of me,
Well, you think wrong,
I'm here too, causing trouble in your heart,
And until you admit this truth,
I will haunt you 'til Death plays her flute.
You are here, in this realm,Where darkness comes and madness dwells,
Here I am inside of you,
Hidden away from all you knew,
I am deadly, I am fun,
I am you on the run,
We are the same, you and I,
And there's no time for sweet good-byes,
Harm others and harm ourselves,
Burn this mortal heart as well,
You are here, in this realm,
Where darkenss comes and madness dwells,
You think you're rid of me,
Well, you think wrong,
I'm here too, causing trouble in your heart,
And until you admit this truth,
I will haunt you 'til Death plays her flute.
Saturday, July 09, 2005
Dancing in Dark and Light
Time's a wasting, everday of our lives,
Living in the reckoning of shadows unturned,
We move apart and dance in the light,
Until the burn makes our lives a plight,
Do we go back into that night?
Into the shadows of darkness's might,
Or shall we dance of the light?
And burn ourselves in the due time,
Choices we make are choices undone,
But for now, I say we live life with fun,
Take both shadow and too the light,
Become one from both and fight,
For through darkness comes wild thoughts,
Making madness live and run amok,
Thus the light places joy and warmth,
Taking sorrow from its heart,
I dance the dance of the in-between,
Both shadow and light I love indeed,
Take the darkness and the flame,
Make the soul wild whilst the mind tame.
Living in the reckoning of shadows unturned,
We move apart and dance in the light,
Until the burn makes our lives a plight,
Do we go back into that night?
Into the shadows of darkness's might,
Or shall we dance of the light?
And burn ourselves in the due time,
Choices we make are choices undone,
But for now, I say we live life with fun,
Take both shadow and too the light,
Become one from both and fight,
For through darkness comes wild thoughts,
Making madness live and run amok,
Thus the light places joy and warmth,
Taking sorrow from its heart,
I dance the dance of the in-between,
Both shadow and light I love indeed,
Take the darkness and the flame,
Make the soul wild whilst the mind tame.
Quiet is the night and chilly is its air,
Something lurks in the darkness,
Passing through in shadows I do not dare,
To the graveyard I feel the stillness,
Dead air for the souls departed,
Yet the living breathes it as well,
Tombstones speak of the living emancipated,
Rise my thoughts of questions that shouldn't dwell,
Of how the living know not the dead,
But death meets us all for preparations,
To bury our mortal flesh into the earth,
What shivers run through my spine,
To ponder on such that is truly divine,
But I pass this graveyard and head home,
To slumber in thoughts of the dead grace,
And wonder when I shall take that place.
Something lurks in the darkness,
Passing through in shadows I do not dare,
To the graveyard I feel the stillness,
Dead air for the souls departed,
Yet the living breathes it as well,
Tombstones speak of the living emancipated,
Rise my thoughts of questions that shouldn't dwell,
Of how the living know not the dead,
But death meets us all for preparations,
To bury our mortal flesh into the earth,
What shivers run through my spine,
To ponder on such that is truly divine,
But I pass this graveyard and head home,
To slumber in thoughts of the dead grace,
And wonder when I shall take that place.
Thursday, July 07, 2005
In pursuit towards the existence of truth,
We find in it the trivial nature of humanity,
The neverending entrapments of living in conformity,
Always pounding away from the mind to the soul,
This I take to me the ending of all that's fair,
That a life worth living is one without compare.
We find in it the trivial nature of humanity,
The neverending entrapments of living in conformity,
Always pounding away from the mind to the soul,
This I take to me the ending of all that's fair,
That a life worth living is one without compare.
Silence in the Dark - Audio
Darkness fills the lonesome room,
along with the heart that's with it,
But his darkened heart was always there,
Morose, morbid and perverse is his way,
Though now the darkness engulfs him,
In its pitch black scene,
No longer differing from himself
and the shadows around him,
There, he is complete,
He is whole again, and comformity
itself has become more perverse,
For in the silence of the dark,
Morals are reversed and and madness rules all.
Silence in the Dark - streaming | download
along with the heart that's with it,
But his darkened heart was always there,
Morose, morbid and perverse is his way,
Though now the darkness engulfs him,
In its pitch black scene,
No longer differing from himself
and the shadows around him,
There, he is complete,
He is whole again, and comformity
itself has become more perverse,
For in the silence of the dark,
Morals are reversed and and madness rules all.
Silence in the Dark - streaming | download
Monday, July 04, 2005
Both houses of light and flame,
Warring throughout all the ages,
Feathered wings and horn-tailed battle through,
But the lands in-between become undone.
Warring throughout all the ages,
Feathered wings and horn-tailed battle through,
But the lands in-between become undone.
Thursday, June 30, 2005
Angels roar and blades unsheathed,
Fire burns the of house of sins,
Break into ashes the barren wind,
Let the deaf hear the silent grace.
Fire burns the of house of sins,
Break into ashes the barren wind,
Let the deaf hear the silent grace.
Monday, June 27, 2005
Mortal Souls - Audio
Yet another recording that has been lying around in my hard disk. I found it and thought why not upload this one too.
Mortal Souls - streaming | download
Mortal Souls - streaming | download
Sunday, June 26, 2005
