Dying Degree

Dresser drawers are filled with pocket change. Coupons out, cigarettes smoked down to the butt,. Is this what dreams are made. Adding up subtracting down you find.

Dear Live Journal

All eyes must be on you.. It's a pity you're addicted too.. Now go ahead, manipulate them.. Initiating doubt, a new dynamic found.. By sharing all your weightless problems..

Dogfight

Bring your words to the river. Throw yourself in. There will be no tomorrow. This will be the end of your poison from the tip of your tongue. Drowning in the river.

Cut Down To Oblivion

take the hatchet that i thought id buried,. cut me down and throw me away,. this is just routine and a fact of life,. it's halfway through the night and still no sleep,.

Burned Alive By Time

This is something I can't handle, I wish I had your strength.. Just one ounce, just one ounce would make me warm again.. Lessons in the wind.. Time's cold hand affects me and bleeds me dry..

Blue Eyes, Black Heart

Brave Reality

See your faith. See the wind. Your sealed fate. It's happened again. False convictions. Fake intentions. You still think that you get one more time around.

Behind My Back

so you think that you are better,. better than this better than all. broken.. you dont know just how i feel.. you dont know just what is real.. so why did you say those things to try and hurt me..

Bitter Ending

Absence Of Purpose In The Succession Of Events

Clear The Way (december 13th, 1862)

They came across the ocean. In search of liberty. Escaping persecution. Famine and poverty. Signed up for bloodshed. New home a battleground. Send in the Irish.

Zero Gravity

Profound is the grief. Fathomless and downhearted is the silence. Overwhelms like a flood. Drowns into the deep dark waters. . The ocean floor. Somber and bleary surrounding.

The Hunt

Blood marks the trail. Red paints the horizon. Hunter's moon embraced. With howling forlorn. Daybreak reveals the marks. Traces of the wounded leader.

Whiteout

In the eye of the storm. Waiting for the winds to strengthen. A gale to grow. . In the core of confusion. Awaiting for the fall. . It's not a fault. Imperfection of sort.

Storm Centre

When the chaos and confusion take a breath. All there is to hear is silence. Ferocity and cruelty has come to cease. In a heartbeat ends all violence.

Strength And Valor

Defeated and conquered. By the rival superior adversary greater in worth. Vile horde from the dark. . Destroyer and slaughter. Of all adorned, pure and divine.

Resistance

Brothers of the war, we stand tall on the edge of our land. In this riverbed we draw the line. . Blood is thicker than this frozen water we stand upon.

Routa Pt. 2

Laying to rest. And summon the death with profound and fierce fire. Cleanse the soul in the blaze of the ancient wrath. . Searing grave. Black flames from the void tear through the pyre.

Nemesis

Retaliator born from a wrath and raised by rage. Courageous and fearless with vengeance ahead. . Retribution ferocious and dire. Hatred like a fire. Ignite the flames of detest and with strength ablaze.

I...

I know the deepest oceans arc. Darkest abyss where to pull me under. . I am the guardian of life and defender of death. Keeper of the eternal slumber.