Voices

There are voices that only exist inside her mind,

Whispering lies about the life she’s going to find,

The voices come awake only as she sleeps,

Opening wounds with only her lifeblood to seep,

She doesn’t know it’s them who’s weaving her nightmares,

They’re her friends-

the only ones that hear as she drowns in her tears,

“Wake up!” they scream,

But she can’t,

she’s tried,

She carves their names in her arms,

Because all feeling within her has died,

She denies that this blood is all her own,

But standing in the pool of her death she’s become their drone,

She’s trying so hard to get out,

She begins to pant,

So to finish her off,

The voices chant…

“Come down to the river,

Where the demons play,

Step into the water,

And be swept away,

Give up your soul,

Say your last prayer,

Once you’re gone,

No one will care,

Surrender your life,

Or all that it was,

After you’re done,

You’ll still have us.”

Don’t listen to the voices,

They’re not your friends,

Don’t love the voices,

Your life, they will end,

Don’t give into the voices,

There’s another way out,

Just wait for the rain,

You’ll soon be out of this drought,

“Come down to the river,

Where the demons play,

Step into the water,

And be swept away,

Give up your soul,

Say your last prayer,

Once you’re gone,

No one will care,

Surrender your life,

Or all that it was,

After you’re done,

You’ll still have us.”

Your Hands

Your hands…

Always groping, holding and strangling me,

As they steal away every last trace of sanity,

They pick me up,And they beat me down,

They’ve given me life,

And they’ve let me drown,

You’ve watched me fail,And you’ve watched me die,

And you’ve watched my life pass before our eyes,

You can’t keep me safe,For my words are true,

All that I have to run from is you,

So now please let me go,It’s worth a try,

Give me my wings back,And watch me fly.

When the only hands there to hold you,

Are the same hands that hurt you,

All hope within you damned,

When the only hands there to hold you,

Are the same hands that hurt you,

Please know I understand.

Your hands…

Long since dead they don’t comfort me much,

Rendering me incoherent with every inciting touch,

They make me feel good,

And they cause all my pain,

They’ve washed me ‘till perfect,

But they’ve made me a stain,

You’ve seen me scared,

And you’ve stopped my dance,

All because of your harsh dissonance,

You’ve seen my imagination,

And you’ve broken my dreams,

And you jab me with needles as you sew all my seams,

So now let me go,

It’s worth a try,

Give me my wings back,

Or watch as I die.

When the only hands there to hold you,

Are the same hands that hurt you,

All hope within you damned,

When the only hands there to hold you,

Are the same hands that hurt you,

Please know I understand.

I can’t stay here anymore,Sitting on this soul-degrading shore,

I see the waves crash on the rocks,

As rust grows on my chains and locks,

It was you who left me here,

And you left me dying out of fear,

All the anger that you sow,

Happened just so you could know...

It was your hands that picked me up,

It was your hands that beat me down,

It was your hands that gave me life,

The same hands that let me drown,

It was your hands that made me feel good,

It was your hands that caused my pain,

Your hands washed me ‘till I was perfect,

The same hands that made me a stain,

When the only hands there to hold you,

Are her hands that hurt you,

All hope within you damned,

When the only hands there to hold you,

Are her that hurt you,

Please know I understand.

Your hands…

Are cold…

Here I am

For once I want you to come,

And you're not here,

For once I'm open before you,

And you don't care,

We've been here before,

Now here we are again,

I want it all to come out,

But you just cover up my pain,

Why can't you see that I can't do this?

I bled,

I cried,

I admitted it,

I didn't lie,

And still here you are,

As blind as ever,

Waiting for us to be what we aren't,

Two birds of a feather,

I'm finally giving you what you want-

my trust.And you trampled it,

As if it were dust,

I gave you my heart,

And you made it bleed,

I gave you what you want,

Now can't you give me what I need?

The Decivers

They're evil behind their smiling faces,

Slowly,

Painfully,

Untying the laces,

To reveal the monster that lies beneath,

To re-open the wounds that were so deep,

To find the path that leads into the night,

To trick you into giving up the fight,

They lie in wait for you to fall,

So they can throw your back against the wall,

Fighting will do you no good,

You wouldn't fight even if you could!

Run!

Escape while you can!

Just wait till you hear what they did to one man,

This is all I ask of you,

Be cautious,

Be quick,

Watch your tounge,

Or soon they'll have a knife in your back.

One of the new ones

A Phantom

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Do I really exist within these walls,

Or am I just a dying hope that lurks these halls?

Is this what I have become?

A memory,

A shadow,

An allegory,

Have I become hollow?

No, I am none of these things,

I am a phantom.

A memory's old self is still remembered,

Even if that spark is just the shard of one word,

Memories are always looking for ways to come back,

For they now posess everything that they previously lacked,

A shadow stands hand in hand with the good it once was,

They just barely exist for one horrid cause,

They feed off the souls of memories faded,

Until they themselves become hopelessly jaded,

Allegories rebel against what they once were,

They're the same on the outside,

while the inside's not sure,

They represent what they could never be,

While their dead hearts hold the only key,

Those now hollow never really knew,

They never tried hard enough to think things through,

Pity them,

they were never able to finish their quest,

For how far can you go with an empty chest?

Phantoms' former selves have long since died,

No one will ever know how hard they cried,

Taken from them was the ability to stand,

And all they were left with was two broken hands,

Do any of us really exist within these walls,

Or are we all just dying hopes that lurk these halls?

Is this really all that we have become?

You, a memory,

You, a shadow,

You, an allegory,

Are you now hollow?

Or are there more like me?

I am a phantom,

How much worse could I be?

My Sorrow Song

I lay face down,On the floor in front of you,

You broke my crown,And my heart, you've torn in two,

I watch you sing,A song of joy,

For to your blind eye nothing's wrong,

I wish my king,A song of joy was my heart's song.

So as you turn and walk away,

With my blood dripping from your hands,

I pray, forever, that someday,I'll sing my song across the lands,

Go turn your back on me again,

My still born tears,

too great to count,

At least trapped here inside my pen,

I know what love is all about.

So here we are,Once more we're standing face to face,

Again you mar,My soul, for your's knows nothing of grace,

But now I've grown,And all the scars?Gone.

There's not one more that you can make,

And the hate you've shown,

Looks like stars, For there's not a bone that you can break.

So as I watch you walk away,

Your own blood dripping from your hands,

I know, forever, that someday,

I'll sing my song across the lands,

Please turn your back on me again,

My still born tears, no more to count,

And although I'm(now) outside my pen,

I(still) know what love is all about.

Now with the rising dawn I'll stand,

To sing my sorrow song across the land.

Welcome to the World of the Undead

Welcome to the World of the Undead

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Welcome to a world where breeds anger and hate,

Where vile snares in my own heart determine your final fate,

Welcome to the world where my enemy will thrive,

Where moral standards continually dive…

Deeper, into the Dark Abyss,

Awaiting all Hell to break loose,

Where this poor world’s unaware neck,

Has already found the noose.

Welcome to a world where darkness reigns,

Where your heart beats poison through your veins,

Welcome to a world where love’s given new meaning,

Where our dead hearts are constantly leaning…

Deeper, into the Dark Abyss,

Awaiting all Hell to break loose,

Where this poor world’s unaware neck,

Has already found the noose.

Welcome to a world where your life means nothing,

Where we spend all that time searching for something,

Welcome to a world where my enemy lives to watch us die,

Where your life’s gone in an instant,

And time still goes by.

Welcome to the world of the Undead.

Always Fighting...

Always Fighting

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I thought for one moment it was over,

Now here it is again,

It's been so long since it all came out,

Now tears fall down like rain,

I can't hide from this truth anymore,

It's a story that will never end,

A constant battle,

A never ending war,

I feel it inside me,

The pain is swelling up,

I can't take it anymore,

There's two sides,

Neither right,

Neither wrong,

I must fight,

I must be strong,

Fight on either side,

And you'll surely die,

A constant battle between right and wrong,

Weak and strong,

Neither fair,

Neither just,

Both are fueled by sin and lust,

Only able to hate and sneer,

The end is surely near... Faith

When Angels and Serpents Dance

I see you stumble every day,

Waiting for her to see the way,

Silently waiting for her to slip,

While she's waiting for your love to rip,

And every time you think she'll fall,

She shoves you back up against that wall,

You know she can't keep this up forever,

Though she never seems to get any better,

You love her, care about her, you truly do,

So why can you never pull her through?

'Cause her heart's calloused,

You know that's why,

Now whenever you think that,

I watch you cry,

And since you two don't share the same view,

This is all that I have to say to you:

Just keep trying,

You'll get your chance,

You'll see it happen,When angels and serpents dance.

Now I watch you killing yourself,

Trying to keep her soul on that shelf,

You always try to save her from this hell,

But she just won't come out of her shell,

You love her, care about her, you truly do,

So why can you never pull her through?

'Cause her heart's calloused,

You know that's why,

Now whenever you think that,I watch you cry,

And since you two don't share the same view,

This is all that I have to say to you:

Just keep trying,

You'll get your chance,

You'll see it happen,

When angels and serpents dance.

Now I know you'd give up all you own,

To save that calloused heart of stone,

Now I know you'd give up all you own,

To save that calloused heart of stone.

Just keep trying,

You'll get your chance,

You'll see it happen,

When angels and serpents dance.