Sunday, October 15, 2006

A Murder Of Crows

Featherd in black,
They fly thru the dark,
Sunk in the pain,
And the blood, and the stain.

Heading to nowhere,
They fall and turn over.
Hollowed by wrath,
They trace down the path.

Immortal cries heard
By the souls of the dead,
And the moon shall not hide,
For she serves as their guide.

I fear in my dreams
The day the find me,
'Cause we thought not of hell,
When their feathers we burned.

But don’t you be scared,
Sleep sound in your bed.
See, they cannot reach us,
'Cause we’re mind of the reason.

We’re image divine
Of perfection alive,
We exist upon life,
And we make the Earth cry.

And so came the time
When our blindfold unwrapped,
And we saw not light,
But birds black like night.

One flew towards me,
And my body felt weak.
Then I saw my reflection
In its eye of creation.

I watched it get smaller,
As my head became heavier.
Fading it all,
I started to fall.

The ground starts to shake,
As a stone here I wait
For the end of our breaths,
And the arrive of our deaths.

We thought we owned them,
Then created our hell,
Now heaven’s door closed,
It’s them who own us.

An empty land of greatness,
Remains in time spaceless,
'Cause the makers were selfmade,
now they’ll never hurt again.

A Demon's Love

When day becomes night,
And the stars turn into light,
The moon watches their beauty,
And the mind bender’s on duty.

A teardrop falls from the sky,
With it, past times come back.
When in silence the evil cries,
A white rose in shadows dies.

So was the night the two of them met,
Showered in light was her beautiful face.
Her presence felt warm like fire on ice,
But fear towards him he could see in her eyes.

Becoming himself was said to be fate.
All he knew was nothing but hate,
But the anger inside him was beginning to ache,
Until she reached out her hand for him to take.

Under his skin she saw him scream,
But it wasn’t a wound not able to heal.
The warmth of her soul embraced his darkness,
And the care in her words erased his sadness.

But time is short for those who are joyous,
And the kiss of bitterness is furious.
From destiny they could not escape,
As the hand of fate their dreams would rape.

She was blinded by the sun,
Like made of crystal she would fall,
Burying deep inside her wishes,
As she broke into a million pieces.

He could not save her from her doom,
The rain was falling in the gloom,
He held her close into his heart,
As he slowly fell apart.

How low does an angel fly,
When a dark soul a heart can find?
How fast life turns around,
That in death two hearts are to be bound?

Was the world too cruel for this love to be?
Or was it too blind to be able to see
How a heart of stone can turn into sand,
Giving its blood to find truth in its life.

He left that place to never come back,
As he disappeared into the dark.
Inside his hands he tried to hide,
The tears that he had never cried.

Fear

Fear is the feeling
Of the endless living,
Fear in the nights
Turns life so dark.
As the ocean is moving,
The fear is just turning
One life for another,
One person to other.
Changing all livings,
Changing all feelings,
Fear is demanding
Living for feeling.
In all of the places,
In all of the spaces,
Fear is present,
For it is so unpleasant.
Fear can grow greater,
It can’t be numbered,
It can’t be better.
In all of this world,
Fear is expressed
In only one word,
But it is felt
In many ways.
We are beginning,
And fear is the ending,
We might not finish,
If fear keeps existing.

Save

Save a flower in the rain,
Save a tear, save a smile,
Save the bleeding and the pain,
Save the flight of a flying bird,
Save a poem, save a song,
Save a tree and save its birth,
Save the blue of the sky,
Save a prayer, save a friend,
Save the seconds that go by,
Save the sweetness of a kiss,
Save a graden, save a sea,
Save the blowing of the wind,
Save the quiet of the night,
Save the darkness, save the light,
Save a star in the midnight sky,
Save the colors of the rainbow,
Save your dreams, save your hopes,
Save your love and let it grow.
So, save the moon and take it home,
To light your darkest hour,
And all the things that you did wrong,
And save the ocean 'cause it’s blue,
'Cause when you’re feeling small and lost,
A flower in the rain will save you.

Song Of Trees

I heard the song,
The song that carried death with it,
The song to which
All of us are deaf,
If we could listen to it,
We would not forget.
I heard the song of trees,
'Cause trees grow old,
But they stand still.
Even if the wind blows with rage,
Even if the sky screams its name,
They will not move.
But they ached,
They ached when they watched
Us kill in what we bielieved in,
When we let our mind crush our soul,
When we felt we could grab the moon,
But only reached for our blood,
And this blood covered our eyes.
Now deaf and blind we live in lies,
And the sand covered our faces,
We don’t know who we are,
We don’t know what we are,
But we are all the same,
Playing all the game of death.
We held ourselves so high,
That even mountains seemed too small,
But now we lay below the stones,
The stones in which we wrote their song,
And now the song blows in the air,
Singing their screams,
Playing their pain.
But we cannot hear it,
'Cause we are deaf to the song,
And blind to our love

Eternal Dream

That green carpet that wraps the Earth,
Where naked mortals walked on,
A shorter life with every breath,
They didn’t talk, they watched the sun.

Sun that burns their skin with light,
For their sins they have to pay,
'Cause all their days they lived at night,
Forgiveness exists not for they.

They’d give it all for pain,
To unbreak their hearts,
For a drop of heaven’s rain,
And forever be apart.

Apart their leaves dried out,
Their dreams burned down, and left off wry.
The taste of sorrow dried up their mouths,
And they finally began to cry.

Cry the will of hope,
In the center of their souls,
But they refused to cope,
With the running of their blood.

Blood spilled upon their wrists,
But not cut deep inside,
‘Cause themselves they never pleased,
And left all joy outside.

Outside forever they may be,
'Cause no one felt their wrath,
Ashes left for none to see,
No human heart remembers that.

The Darkness Of Non-Existance

I stood upon the sea,
Undisturbed, unchaged,
I seemed to not exist,
Not a bit of pain I felt.

When time I cannot see,
It ends and starts again,
There’s nothing left but to believe
My breaths are not in vain.

I cannot see ahead,
And I don’t want to look behind,
'Cause the soul in me is dead,
And my body is maligned.

When I reach out to the wind,
It’s like it hits a wall,
My hands begin to wilt,
And my skin starts to fall.

I wish someone saw my face,
For a mirror has no eyes,
And I wish they said my name,
In between the lines.

But I’m living in a cold cell,
Where no one knows I’m there,
I built the bars myself,
And I’ll never let me escape.

Kissed By An Angel

A mystic blue light shines on,
On until days of pain are gone.
Why should time still go on?
When I am in despair alone?
When nothing’s lef to hold?
When all my dreams are sold?
Still a light of peace is seen,
And the magic draws within,
Within body, soul and mind,
Showing again that worn-out line
Between what is true and what is lies,
Giving back that feeling of life,
That feeling of holding on again,
‘Cause what it’s worth it can’t be learned,
Unless you escape the past you burned,
And reach the silence of the heart that hurts.
Opening to smile but not in vain,
And feel alive beneath the skin,
Beneath the bones, and beneath the flesh,
Melting the hate and freezing the love,
For its warmth will break the ice,
And the more it brakes, the more it’ll rise,
Rise so high it won’t be felt,
And tenderness is all that’s left.
That’ll be when the magic leaves,
And you will feel you’re all you need
To keep on walking on that flaming path,
And shining on will be for long
The life that once you thought was torn.