Insatiable

A humans thirst can never be quenched. Too much is never enough. Due to humans weak mind. Resistance is unbearably tough. . Humans can not suppress their primal urges.

Blessed Moment

I sleep. Sleep in Sanity.. Day for Day. Night for night away in my head.. God in me. Justice suffer me in my bed. Deep pain. The all killing rain in my hand..

Illusion Of Freedom

Fools! Stop waving Your flag. And clean the shit off Your glasses. Freedom of speech, a government lie. To calm and quiet the masses. . Freedom of speech exists.

Avrelia

Amen

Human Error

Curse the priest. Rape the nun. Kill Jesus Christ. Spit at the church. . Sin - Unholy behavior. Blasphemy - Church desecration. Evil - Irreligious. Irreverent - Lack of reverence.

Grief Machine

Crawling through broken glass. But I feel no pain, no pain at all. Fed through the grief machine. Just lifelessness within my soul. . My trembling hands on a cold tile floor.

Forced Repression

Anger and bitterness growing. I'm not always feeling this way. But as time's end draws closer. Pain's a larger percentage of the day. To seek an answer for my grief.

Crossing Jordan

Torn apart. Left me alone. You passed away without the word and all alone you walk away. You`re crossing Jordan.. May your way be safe. You lived your life in modesty and you are always in my heart.

Afflictions

Nothing but silence. Inside these four walls. The worms of affliction. Take over my heart. . The burning stakes of desire!. Just ember remains!. I try to light a new fire!.

Trembling Androgynous

Here am I, speaking inside objects. Obscure objects, nefarious infamy. Loneliness, is always hugging me close. Loneliness. . It's the day, the light. And I'll go far.

Thousand Clouds

Anyone else could say. That in life, we catch, we trust. And we believe in nothing finally. Anyone else could say. That in life, we catch, we trust. And we believe in nothing finally.

Dare Me

Dear soul,. Dare me to introduce myself,. in those pages I'd like to see you fill,. at the same that you emptied my life,. and my soul. Fill all my spirit..

Beau Suicide

My face is blue. My mirror so sad. With myself as a picture. . I'm done with my last drink. My clouds wipe my make up off. And under the white. The color blue....

American Chronicle

Snow, a weird song on the radio. Tells the tale of a doll. I'm perishing dead drunk. On the back of a blue cab. . Los Angeles under snow. To live with crazy men.

43°

Crackles in my veins. That's not a shame. To fall asleep on a carpet of dead. And to have a mournful disease. . 43°. . 43° in my veins. And the sun blows inside my head.

I'm Just Me

I sit in Tracy's bedroom. In my knee socks. And Chelsea's beanie. Talking boyfriends,. Tongues and weenies. Eating ice cream. Until we sleep. . I'd like to paint a picture.

Blue Shoes

Clean Andy, on the run. being blind for what still had to come. me, I am a lot like you. different size, same shoes. to bad that they made you feel blue, over you.

The Winter Night Sky

The Dark Moon shines the Night sky. In this Forest of Mystic Desolate Trees. And Snow falls upon the Heart of Time. Only Northern Darkness to be seen from the Throne (of the Night).

Pure Northern Landscape Desolation

From the Night of Cold Winter Shadows. In the Kingdom of Pure Northern Desolation. Throughout Primitive Forests, up in the Mountain Frost. Light faded once again for the Twilight Moon.