The dreamThe DreamThe dream
Yesterday I had a dream Of who I do not know Both you and me Awoke on white snow
There stood someone above us No, not someone but something
Its face was blackened, As if burned carelessly I was not sure what happened, But it somehow mattered greatly
It slouched above crimson snow, A knife protruding from its chest If it isanguished we do not know, So real it almost seemed a jest
Blood poured from its laceration, And slowly dripped from its cold dead hand As he held the knife at its current l
heartbreakHeartbreakheartbreak
what is the sound of a broken heart what is the sound it makes
it is a plane crashing into a building with a sudden forceful explosion
it is the sound of lightening and thunder drowning out all the sounds of life
it is the sound of loss when a person disappears
it is the piercing scream of a dying person right when they are shot through the very life of them
and it is the sound of my heart
Voice of sinVoice of SinVoice of sin
Pierce the heart and rip out the soul Partake of the heart and swallow it whole. Drink the blood and taste the flesh Feast upon it while it’s warm and fresh.
That is what the voice in my head commands I do what it says…always as it demands. Staring at the ceiling the voice makes a face It tells me I don’t belong with the human race.
My only answer is to consume the soul Ragged, bloody, raw, and consume it whole. Engulfed in feral rage and hate driven The voice says my sins are forgiven.
As long as I join him in my eter
SinnerSinnerSinner
Love is blind, And the stars are sharp, I'll give you real love, When you break my heart,
The rivers are flowing, Dark crimson blood, And these tears are making, An unbearable flood,
The wrists are open, Sliced to the bone, Being left to die, All alone,
See the red, Run and curl, From the body, Of a beautiful girl,
Her screams are piercing, The innocent sky line, Pushing the clouds, Far behind,
Holding onto, The life she so stressed, Her nightmares are soon,
