If It Was You

If It Was You 

I Clasp Her Dying Body To Bloody Mine

The Essential Nature Of Her Was So Fine

With Torn Garments She Lays In My Arms

Womanly Graces Laid Bare

No Dignity

Cast Aside Like Nothing At All

Torn Was She

Shot Down Snd Strewn On Wasteland

In Her Prime

Opened Up For The World To See

Oh, The Love Of Mine

No More Tears For Me Now

Lose All Fears For Me Now


Should I Seek Revenge Or Let It Lie?

Should I find the one and let him die?

I Wonder What You Would Do If It Were You


One Black, Furious Midnight

Through Howling Rain

I Descended Right Upon Him

My Weeping Prey

Kissing Him As His Life Ended

In The Rain

Sweet Was My Revenge

A Life For Life

I Feel No Remorse

The Night He Died

I Wonder What You Would Do If It Was You?

Can You Hear ?

Can You Hear ? 

War Drums Sounding, Can You Hear? 

That dance of war in the air. 

The Feet That Dance In Time 

That go round and round 

The Fire. 

Pounding Feet In Time 

war drums playing a song

. 

Calling Warriors Far And Near. 

come one, come all to the 

Great War To Be. 

The Good And Evil There 

will gather to clash.

 

And The King Of Kings,

 

will utter a cry. 

A Feast, A Feast He Has 

prepared for the carrion 

Of The Air. 

Come Dine On Flesh Of 

kings, the rich, and poor.

 

On Men Of War, And 

on innocent blood. 

War Drums Are Beating 

and feet are dancing to

 

It's Sound. 

For the Great day of War 

Is Near. 

Can you not hear?

Dark Dream

+Dark Dream+

I heard the dogs howl in the moonlight night;

I went to the window to see the sight;

All the Dead that ever I knew

Going one by one and two by two.

On they pass, and on they pass;

Towns fellows all, from first to last;

Born in the moonlight of the lane,

Quench in the heavy shadow again.

Schoolmates,marching as when we play

At soldiers once—but now more staid;

Those were the strangest sight to me

Who were drown, I knew, in the awful sea.

Straight and handsome folk; bent and weak, too;

Some that I loved, and gasp'd to speak to;

Some but a day in their churchyard bed;

Some that I had not known were dead.

A long, long crowd—where each seem'd lonely,

Yet of them all there was one, one only,

Raised a head or look my way:

She linger'd a moment—she might not stay.

How long since I saw that fair pale face!

Ah! Mother dear! might I only place

My head on thy breast, a moment to rest,

While thy hand on my tearful cheek were prest!

On, on, a moving bridge they made

Across the moon-stream, from shade to shade,

Young and old, women and men;

Many long-forgot, but remember'd then.

And first there came a bitter laughter;

A sound of tears the moment after;

And then a music so lofty and gay,

That every morning, day by day,

I strive to recall it if I may.

Queen Of Sorrow

Queen Of Sorrow . . .

She is so beauty and full of mystery,

her voice, in my head says that I am not alone,

her caress is an icy touch on my destiny.

She walks with me in this night,

I can feel her glare up to me,

her love is pain to my heart.

She is behind me when I am alone,

her embrace is so cold and hushed,

her kiss is like the wind so cold.

Queen of sorrow, wake me, 

from this nightmare called life.

Hold my hand along this cold night

and kill me with your kiss full of death.

Embrace me and hold me in your arms,

like the dark embraces the light.

Tell me that I am not alone,

tell me that this is the end

Sit Like So . .

Sit like so—

Thirsty sips with supple lips

My strapless

Thoughts surround your ease.

The you I want

I taste a touch of sallow thighs,

Smooth curt tease,

Like this, fragrant seashell

Roused to taunt

With mussel musk, seductive

Glow, how your

Fruit exploits the pungent me,

Strip to less until

Your minx models to be the clay

My hands shall sculpt

With verse-formed tools fresh

Floweret encased,

Inside your vise I’ll find for me

The kiss, caress I’ll have my

Drink, each drop your honey free

I want to

I want to

I want to—

Summon you before the tribunal

Of my thoughts...

I want to rouse the story of

The lightsomely

Song trilling your heart and

Have it evince

The times I incite you bedewed,

Wonderfully red

From that deep sleep igniting

The brooding of

Dawn’s hour preoccupied in

Care-free inclinations

Sketching out the night

Enchanting distending excitations

Coddling you to a lather

Impulsive hunger in full agitations

Red hot immersed instinct

Mesmerizing raven-lustrous your

Flower of blood

I Want To Be Your Everything

I Want To Be Your Everything . . .

You are the sun in my day, the wind in my sky,
the waves in my ocean, and the beat in my heart.

All my dreams came true the day that I met you.
I Love You! You are the sunshine of my life!
...
Thanks for brightening my world with the warmth of your Love.
You are the fire that burns the passion within my soul.
I love You with all my heart.

I want to be your arms, I want to feel your touch,
I want your lips on mine, I need you baby .

I Told My Self

I Told My Self . . .

nothing compare with the pain i have
nothing will make me better from before
nothing will hold me up when i am falling down
nothing will choose my path better than the dark

i used to write my feelings and draw my sadness
i used to have anything i want to feed my depression
i used to live a life not mine to have my confession
i used to build a world with plenty of guiltiness

sometimes i see my self in a different life
different world with a different smile
sometimes i were afraid to look to myself in mirror
afraid from who i am not who i were

many times i told myself it's over death can't be replaced