- The Apocryphal Wisdom Of An Allegorical Apocalypse -. The prophet:. Many martyrs have fallen. since I passed that what. The truth:. Many skies have bled..
I am the loner. The gloomy mist's owner. I am the sailor. In the sea of squalor. Waiting in the sand. That return your lovely light eyes. But I'm crying and dying.
The Seasons Change Its Colours. It Draws To A Close. The Blaze Of Ancient Stories. Shine In His Eyes. The Warm's Taken By The Winter. Fallin' Asleep. His Deep Tale Before The Silence.
[Blaze:]. It ain't no place to be, (Trust Me). And why is that you ask. Ain't no lights at the end. There's only darkness on my path. Tortured souls fill the realm I call home.
See my eyes, my breaking own. The time has come and. Stolen me all. I'm walking to a puture lorn. Stand in peace. Where the silence grows. A sleeping angel in front of me.
You dive into sleep. find roses under the door, they seem. to speak in trance of youth;. "femember who you swore to chose, girl...". I am dead, dead in love.
[Monoxide Child]. I'm all in the dark now. So dance with dead I can't do shit. I'm fallin' apart now. Been rottin' away in the grave since '96. I hope I'm not forgotten.
Drunk the tears from. The darkest light. Ancient sigh of the vanish hopes. Drunk from wound. Of a crying bowel. Smeared by bloody. Torment's agony. . Sneers my heart demised.
[Monoxide Child]. I turn a dead body inside out. and leave a Lotus cross painted in the middle of your mouth. And I'm goin out to snatch up a soul runnin' the night.
You dive into sleep. find roses under the door, they seem. to speak in trance of youth;. "remember who you swore to chose, girl ...". I am dead, dead in love.
Far from ... nowhere. A dream is coming closer. Taken by the clouds. That's me .... Give me your attention. And listen to my words. Your souls for magic.
I am scared to breathe your name. whenever we dissolve to blame:. but one day we will learn to fly. back to treasureland.. Somewhere someone investigates.
Still, sand, time. It does not belong to me,. To my love. Why are you taking me. Why are you calling me. Why don't you leave me. Why don't you make me.
I Remember. Northern Side. Were The Frozen. Is The Keeper Of My Hopes. . And In This Place Of. Sacred Peace. There Is No Words. To Tell About This World.
"Welcome to the reign of the ashes. Welcome to the hunt.. Welcome to the master's palace,. Welcome home, my son...". A secret lies forbidden. I'm trapped in dismal thoughts.
[Reverse Messages:]. Wizards, Witchdoctors, Sorcerers, Black Magic!. God bless Mike E Clark, ICP, Twiztid, and most of all, all you juggalos and everyone at Psychopathic Records, and even you!.
The sky is leaving grey tears. And endless cries are falling. So let themeselves in dying. . And so this useless feather. Blank mother of useless poetry.
Burning's the horizon of your mind drifting down. When the other side's marked its path.. See what the unknown's concealed for your fate. When the oracle lays down his masked..
I watched her all night for a week like I'm 'posed to. Sleeping in the backseat of a Nova like I'm 'posed to. Hiding out from police like I'm 'posed to.