Seasons


I dream of the
winter in my heart turning to
spring while the ice give way
under my feet and so I drown
with the sun. I've been buring
in the water and drowning in
flame to prove you wrong and
scare you away. I admit My defeat
and want back home in your heart
under the rose. I open my eyes with
a sigh of relief as the warmth of
summer's sunlight dances around
me and I see you with dead leaves
in your hands.




Vampire Heart


You can't escape
the wrath of my heart, beating
to your funeral song all faith is
lust for HELL regained and love.
Dust in the hands of shame let
me bleed you this song. My heart,
deformed and lead you along this
path in the dak, where I belong ,
untill I feel your warmth hold me
like you held onto life when all
fears came alive and entombed
me. Love me like you loved the
sun scorching the blood in my
vampire heart. I am the thorns
in every rose. You've been sent
by hope. I am the nightmare waking
you up from the dream of a dream
of love let me weep you this poem
as heaven's gates close and show
you my soul. Scarred and alone,
waiting for your kiss to take me back
home.




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Denied Angel

Shivers run down the spine of hope
as he cries. The poisoned tears of
a lige denied in the raven-black night.
Holding hands with dark light. Come
shine in his lost heart tonight and
blind all fears that haunt him. With
your smile in Oblivione's Garden,
his body's on fire writhing towards
the angel defiled to learn how to
die in peace with his God.




A Crimson Door

Covered the carcass of time with
flowers to send the sent of blame
to the grave. Set the darkest
thoughts on fire and watch the
ashes climb to heaven's gates.
I hide behind the crimson door
while the summer is killed by
the fall. Alive behind the crimson
door while the winter sings," Your
love will be the death of me."Death
served wine for lovers brought
from the world where devils reign
and in toxicate angels with sorrow.
They witnessed in the eyes of their
slaves.




Divided We Stand

Divided we stand in the light of a
frozen sun. Crusing the gods we
have become. We steal the fire
from a sacred heart and bleeding
the wine. Unholy we fall in love
with the serpent's song and fear
nothing in the nightside of Eden.
We're born again, dead,"forever
we are. Forever we've been.
Forever we'll be crucified to a
dream." Deranged we're tearing
away the petals of desire. Learning
the mathematics of evil by heart.
We deceive ourselves to start a
war within the realm of sences and
descend to the circle number four
where we're nothing.