Hässlich
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
 
Falling ashes of burnt angel wings
Blackened roses, broken mirrors
Hollow treed outside, and many other things
Rains of ashes, day and night are falling
Damned spirits forever calling
For the help they'll never get
The souls will never recvieve the blessing
The ever lasting torment of memories
The flashback going on, them never forgetting.
 
Monday, October 31, 2005
  Flee temptation
How I try to flee temptation
I feel the grasp so tight, the chains,
Foresee the coming, indulging strain
I feel the lust, burns fire in veins
I fear the imminent domination,
I fear myself, no longer sane.
 
  Life
It's not some dice to roll
When life takes it's toll
For you either stand aside
Or work forward to your goal

It's never full of grace
Have to trap to catch the pace
You're either all ahead
Or you're casted out the race

It crushed down all your faith
Your will power and your strength
To either be a man
Or just end up a wraith
 
Saturday, March 05, 2005
  Obsession
I'm looking for you
I'm looking for all the things I had
I'm looking for you;
Regretting what I say and do
Restlessness, exhausting me
Memories are haunting me
Come along and set me free
Mercy me, or take my soul from me.
 
Tuesday, March 01, 2005
  Myself in the mirror
Raven were her eyes as she looked at me
Awakened within me, all the fantasies
Yet ceased to look at me, yes she did
And threw me back in a sea of Agony.
 
Saturday, February 26, 2005
  Terra Firma
From the ashes they rise
crumbles of world that did once collide, so long ago
against the the tide.
Same old fight
Ending up with us, shifted out the space and time
We've lost our pride when we stepped back
and gave up, on each others side
No place to hide
People perished and died
Children cried
For ruins of world that once was
The closest thing to a paradise
But we, as people, had lost the prise
Now that it's all down
It's the city of the devil, no longer a town
spirits wander around
You hear screams but no other sound
Scarred is the ground
This is the land that
got distroyed by sin
This is the land that once been
The Sanctuary for men
Is gone forever, and shall never let us in again
 
Monday, February 21, 2005
 
Walk away and never come back
Or stick the knife there, in my back
Stab me there, don't pull it back
Then let me go, don't hold me back
You know my trip has no way back




***The past weekend has been worse than I could ever take. The weight of the "nothingness" and the "pointlessness" in my life started to feel heavier that it had ever felt before. I had two nights of dreams that are worse than I have ever had, yet still could not be called "nightmares". These things happen...but when you have somebody to talk to, the pain is eased. In my case, the pain either has to cease or it lives and grows as I live...taking over me, in the end.
 
Sie ist hässlich dass es graut wenn sie in den Himmel schaut. Dann fürchtet sich das Licht, Scheint ihr von unten ins Gesicht.

Name: Hässlich
Location: Hell

I am her, we are one, but we are two different people.

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